A relaxed decision made our way Im failing fast Can a circle become straight? The moments lost and now its more to grab Im losing vain Decision made on a fickle break Now that the balance is off It seems too fetched far, with blame turned sideways One chance is reluctant to say Its reforming Jailed myself all for nothing Rest assured that is reforming. A pseudo assumption, now its more to give Were losing rain Without the corners being taped One more chance is falling and Im falling fast