Four Sided Circle

I am trying to align my shoes so I'll know where I stand all my days seem to slip away and I'm left holding my own hand the one

I'm using to remove another stick they stuck in my spokes from now on I'll be moving along and laughing only when I get the joke I'd love to see the top of it all the view would probably blow me away I'd love to be at the top of it all at a place where

I could keep my head above the violent water because I've got to keep myself from thinking about fire and I've got to let these hands touch this life that I've been given if the answer is living the question is why do I stare at walls.