Small C

Verse 1 Your mind is the water to your well you think you know you oh, so well And you just might, but you can’t tell For this, your head, is but an eggshell You days are floating dandelion  Your time running and your clock is lying’ It can’t already be time to go In a constant loop i’m always flyin’ Chorus Small circle “It’s less hurtful” you say  And you stumble As you carry on Verse 3 You mind is water, might as well And thoughts are flowing outa hell Stories of warring worlds you’ll tell For this, your world, is but an eggshell Verse 4 You days are floating dandelion  Your time running and your clock is lying’ It can’t already be time to go In a constant loop i’m always flyin’ Chorus Small circle, You’re so  so careful, and anti-mobile With your helmet on  Outer Small circle not much longer ‘till You see her And you soldier on  Small circle And those hurdles we  They crumble  As we carry on