Norma Jean - It Was As If the Dead Man Stood Upon the Air Lyrics

Rewind the cycle. My Regret is the world I created. I regret the kiss that sealed my fate. Rewind, rewind it all again. Rewind the silver that was my price. I think I will take a walk and rest my soul. A cylindrical head resting in the arms of a circular rope. Rewind this cycle endless cycle.