A Sense of Purpose - Woven Hands - Lyrics, Similar artists

Kishore Kumar Hits — A Sense of Purpose - Woven Hands lyrics

Artist: A Sense of Purpose

album: Mend

We've been pacing in circles,
As if the steps could bring us full circle
Tracing the spaces we took our first steps in
We've cleared our homes of mirrors,
Feeding our vanities
We're calamities claiming casualties
Self-afflicting tragedies
Worries so small, confined to our own palms
Inner imperfections, unnoted in our reflections
This place becomes our black mark
Woven hands, we wander into the dark
Lost in the process of finding progress
We are lost
We've cleared our homes of mirrors,
Feeding our vanities
We're calamities claiming casualties
Self-afflicting tragedies
Worries so small, confined to our own palms
Inner imperfections, unnoted in our reflections
Affliction rests on these troubled faces
Complacency creates vacancies
Our hands never intended to bear these burdens
(Inactivity breeding misery, complacency creating vacancies)
Our hands never intended to bear these burdens
(We've been pacing in circles,
As if the steps could bring us full circle)
Worries so small, confined to our own palms
Inner imperfections, never noted in our reflections
Affliction rests on these troubled faces
Complacency creates vacancies
Leaving a vacancy in me

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