Letra de 'Moving In Circles' de City Boy

Talking; one way is an interrogation,
Make it two ways, you've got a conversation
But three ways makes for a controntahon
Ain't that rich?
Because the odd number makes for separation
And separation leads to fragmentation
And before too long you're back to the first situation,
Ain't that a bitch?

It's spinning me round and round
It's like losing your way in a crowd,
Losing your way... Losing your way
I feel we're moving in circles,
Of which we have no understanding.
Weaving spirals but leaving no trace.
I can't get used to the strange eerie feeling
Of moving in circles

I can't wipe the smile off my face
Changing; one way is by revolution
When it seems the only to way to change the constitution
It takes too long for natural evolution
Ain't that rich?

(Before too long there's retribution, it's all part of the institution).
But it seems like a case of plain substitution,
When self-delusion leads to persecution
And before too long you're back to the first solution
Ain't that a bitch?
It's spinning me round and round
It's like losing your way in a crowd
Losing your way... Losing your way