Everything is moving in a circular way
Somewhere, when you wake up
It's the end of the day
So keep your mind on the bright side
Existence has exploded since its unending birth
Now everything is rhetoric
Each chorus a verse
So keep your mind on the bright side
Cuz it might take time
You and I are caught in the thick of it
Too few chose the truth
Damaged by sentiment
You and I are caught in the thick of it
Too few chose the truth
Damaged by sentiment
The Golden Egg exploded
Now the mystery's solved!
It's all a singularity
That simply evolved
So keep your mind on the bright side
The mare inside the ocean and it's foamy white birth
Says everything is rhetoric
And chorus is verse
So keep your mind on the bright side
Cuz it might take time
You and I are caught in the thick of it
Too few chose the truth
Damaged by sentiment
And I have got to get something out of it
Too few choose the truth
Confused they lose
Contused to bruise
Damage by sentiment
And it might take time