It was just yesterday that I was barefoot
And slipped upon a question
That I sometimes have lost
and that I no longer want to find
It's been so long, nothing has been heard from you
Entirely forgotten that they exist
They said nicely, once again
and began a soliloquy
That there is no forwards and no backwards
Because that is nothing more that a deception
Why everyone only moves in a circle
and for what one actually lives
I had staged myself dead, and I was hardly there at all
But they gripped me lightning fast on my throat and almost shook the air away
They unfortunately must go again somewhere else, but they come again to say to me
I saw them grinning, and they eventually went and I could hear their last words
That there is no yesterday and no tomorrow
Because that is nothing more than a deception
Why everyone only moves in a circle and for what one actually lives