Velocity Races - Circulus

I can’t believe how time reveals blank spaces

I fell alright, I just feel blank

The apple of the insulation pipe and velocity races

I love the death of summer, plastic smiles and empty faces

We all love the Three Graces, watch them dance

With my ex lover, he collect the rubbish in

Skip it for the easy option rubbish clearance

I can’t believe how time reveals blank spaces

I feel alright, I just feel blank

With the moon so close it means so much that it touches my face

Drone bees buzzing around but we love them always

And depends on nonsense for any sense of sanity in relation to the waves