Circle To Feed by Gyre Lyrics

A seedless tree... roots clutched and burnt. For when they're still draped in flesh, and their dreams feel whole again

Vultures soar over us, they seek nothing but death and decay

Thousands fold. They're now surrounded... they're now the center... the spokes to a wheel

Vultures soar over us, they seek nothing but death and decay

The moments we live
The hours we hold
The days we feel free
Hold on to them all

Work through the hours that haunt you and move through the moments that are hard to forget

Vultures soar over us, they seek nothing but death and decay

The moments we live
The hours we hold
The days we feel free
I wave and greet them all
Close our eyes, let wind whisper by

Something's got to give... unconscious... unnerving... and self obsessed
Notice what's become of us

Circle to feed, I wave and greet