Verse 1 I drew a perfect circle With a shaking hand Every line was almost What I had planned Pulled it tight around the center Still it leans Symmetry remembers What it means Pre-Chorus I keep my balance By leaning in You call it broken I call it thin Chorus It’s a perfect circle Just incomplete An elliptical symmetry Bending where we meet Close enough to touch it Never quite the same Every orbit Misses center Just by name Verse 2 Measured out the distance Between yes and no Every point is moving Even when it’s slow I was taught to close the figure Make it clean But the truest shape I know Still breathes Pre-Chorus I lose the edges When I’m near The math gets softer Every year Chorus It’s a perfect circle Just incomplete An elliptical symmetry Bending where we meet Not a flaw Just motion Tracing what remains Every orbit Misses center Just the same Bridge If I collapse into a line Would you still call it whole If I break the constant Do I lose control Nothing here is finished Nothing stays Even light Arrives in curves And delays Outro So let it wander Let it be A shape that holds Its honesty Not a failure Not a sign Just a circle Taking time
