Circles

Well, you know where you are
And you know where you’ve been
But, oh, my brother
You’re lost like me
And I’d offer a hand
But you know that you can’t cut cut cut cut cut cut
Cut any corners when you’re going in circles
When you’re going
So you look to the sky and start trusting your feet
To find the right path, and now you’re not like me
I was never the type
To put my trust into my luck luck luck luck luck luck luck
It’s gone, if it was there to begin with
Either way, there’s a hole we’re digging right beneath our feet
We might say that we know what we’re doing
But who are we kidding?
Now you’re home
Got dirt on your hands
And, oh, my brother
You’re broke like me
Got lost in the woods, got caught up in scams
Got nothing but headaches from all your plans
But I got no answers, and neither did you
Got a rock for a heart now, and you hold a grudge or two
But as soon as you can, just let it all go
Take a word from someone who knows
So let’s have a drink
And take shots at the moon
We can tear the sky down, burn the scenery too
We got nothing to lose
So let’s pick a fight and cut cut cut cut cut cut
Cut our knuckles on whatever’s around now
Let’s toss out these dreams and watch them all fall
We don’t need them anymore
Now we know where we stand
Now we know where we stand
Now we know where we stand, so we know where we’ll likely sink, too
Either way, there’s a hole we’re filling right beneath our feet
We might say that we know what we’re doing
But who are we kidding?