Round, round, round; outside, then in
so this revolving life does spin
all to the tunes of their coming in
Filling up, filling in
every space inside my head
until it weighs a lot like lead
mixed up with a bit of dread
from things said, to the things unsaid
just never what you had in mind
though like a love-lost fool, you’d pined
for the times before, left behind
when everyone seemed more of one kind
Round, round, round; inside, then away
leaving you sad-songed from the fray
Through the door to find the way
a bit dizzy, you pick up the day
Heartspell 