There aint no place you can go
to be gone
because wherever youve gone
is where you are
aint nothing you can do
bout the skin your in
theres plenty you can do
bout who you are
in the skin your in
aint no one you can blame
bout who you are where youve been
cept you and the skin your in
you sure as hell can do something
bout where your going
in the skin your in
you can go where you want to
be who you want to be
the world is a can be place
its up to you to be
whatever you want to be
in the skin your in

How is it that love can be the trap
a trap to break the wings
of those we wish to protect
that love without knowing
suffocates the soul
as a man drowning in a sea of tears
never shed frozen dry in time

You could hear me
but never really heard me
You could see me
but never really saw me
You knew me
but didnt really know me
sometimes a mountain crumbles
with the force of a single
feather floating in the wind
sometimes love is a hammer
to break a butterflies wings

It makes me sad so sad
to think of a love misdirected
two poeple both feeling
what the other feels
so close just a hairs breadth away
deep as the ocean
shallow as a raindrop on tarmac
just could not find
the key to that door

time, time into circles
circles,circles in time
time moving in constant circles
circles within circles
oceans of time
circling in an ocean
of constant thought
expanding minds
expanding minds thrue out
the unniverse
many minds
one thought
one thought changing
the history of time
one thought changing
the cycle of time
one thought changing
the futer circle of time