
Ends Of The String
The Story
How many times have I been here before Pretending nothing’s wrong I keep losing layers of my soul For a fraction of love And I’m so tucked away in my tiny world I can’t seem to find myself anymore Is there anybody there Can they hear me at all? When I trust in life’s synchronicities Everything is strange Nothing stays the same And when the ends of the string finally meet The circle is complete And time reveals it to me How many times have I had to tell myself It will come around I keep losing layers of my faith And my harvest delays Still I trust Yeah I trust Can we trust When I trust in life’s synchronicities Everything is strange Nothing stays the same And when the ends of the string finally meet The circle is complete And time reveals it to me Some wings are made from these Some wings are made from these When I trust in life’s synchronicities Everything is strange Nothing stays the same And when the ends of the string finally meet The circle is complete And time reveals it to me Oh