Circles

A long time ago
 When the world was still cooling
 An angel of God
 Ran away from her high home
 Collapse and rebuild
 How the world recreates you
 In fits and in starts
 Through loss, life is born
 Down in the streets
 That she moves in and out of
 Comfortably close
 How the wind blows right through her
 When night settles in
 She would look out her window
 A sky full of signs
 She would trace by her hand
 You may think you owe a debt
 But no one is holding it
 Called you bastard, call you child
 I'm sorry, I am sorry
 Born at the break of the world's first dawn
 Darkest songs passed through your tongue
 You will see a glorious day
 I'm sorry, I am sorry
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 A long time ago
 While the ocean was forming
 She skulked the earth
 Lonely in displacement
 Memories of home
 Tangled up and recurring
 When left to themself
 Reckless hearts lash about
 Wingless and broke
 She placed a scar across the dessert
 Bitter and cold
 She put a flame to her history
 When night settled in
 She would look out her window
 A sky full of signs
 She would trace by her hand
 (Listen.)
 You may think you owe a debt
 But no one is holding it
 Called you bastard, called you child
 I'm sorry, I am sorry
 Born at the break of the world's first dawn
 Darkest songs passed through your tongue
 You will see a glorious day
 I'm sorry, I am sorry
 Memory moves in concentric circles
 Growing as her time moves forward
 Through the ages, her past grows larger
 Taking her over, always in circles
 Dance of time, violence of life
 It splashes in her deep lake mind
 Absorbing pain and expanding it further
 Always in circles, concentric circles