C I R C L E I D E A L
Sitting here alone trying to understand.
Trying to be a loving man.
Trying to comprehend between right and wrong.
I wonder if I’ve been on this Earth to long…
If it wasn’t for the summer coming after the spring.
We would just fall into winter again.
So, I’ll wait till Sunday;
go to church on time
and after the sermon I will drink the wine
and then I will shout:
Father forgive me, for I have sinned!
Please, please father take my confession!
Please take me in…
And that is the circle that always prevails
From April’s showers until August hails. . .
John Tzortzis
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