The Circle Game

Yesterday, a child came out to wander

Caught a dragonfly inside a jar

Fearful when the sky was full of thunder

And tearful at the falling of a star

Then the child moved ten times round the seasons

Skated over ten clear, frozen streams

Words like, "When you're older," must appease him

And promises of someday make his dreams

And the seasons, they go round and round

And the painted ponies go up and down

We're captive on the carousel of time

We can't return, we can only look

Behind from where we came

And go around and round and round in the circle game

Sixteen springs and sixteen summers gone now

Cartwheels lost to car wheels through the town

And you tell him, "Take your time, it won't be long now

Till you drag your feet to slow the circles down"

So the boy who dreamed, tomorrow now is twenty

Though his dreams have lost some grandeur coming true

There'll be new dreams, maybe better dreams and plenty

Before the last revolving year is through

And the seasons, they go round and round

And the painted ponies go up and down

We're captive on the carousel of time

We can't return, we can only look

Behind from where we came

And go around and round and round (In the circle game)

And go around and round and round (In the circle game)

And go around and round and round (In the circle game)

And go around and round and round