Listen to The Circle Game (Live Masterlink Sessions) by Redtenbacher's Funkestra & Hamish Stuart

The Circle Game (Live Masterlink Sessions)

Redtenbacher's Funkestra & Hamish Stuart

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Credits

AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN

Redtenbacher's Funkestra

Redtenbacher's Funkestra

Künstler:in

Hamish Stuart

Ensemble

Stefan Redtenbacher

Stefan Redtenbacher

Ensemble

Adam Philips

Ensemble

Fabio D'Oliveira

Fabio D'Oliveira

Ensemble

Ralph Salmins

Ensemble

Gary Sanctuary

Ensemble

KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT

Joni Mitchell

Songwriter:in

PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK

Hamish Stuart

Produzent:in

Stefan Redtenbacher

Stefan Redtenbacher

Produzent:in

James Welch

Mischtechniker:in

Tim Debney

Ingenieur:in

Lyrics

Yesterday a child came out to wonder

Caught a dragonfly inside a jar

Fearful when the sky was full of thunder

And tearful at the falling of a star

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 'round and 'round and 'round

In the circle game

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 'round and 'round and 'round

In the circle game

Sixteen springs and sixteen summers gone now

Cartwheels turn to car wheels through the town

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

'Til you drag your feet to slow the circles down"

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 'round and 'round and 'round

In the circle game

So, the years spin by and now the boy 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 'round and 'round and 'round

In the circle game

And go 'round and 'round and 'round

In the circle game

Written by: Joni Mitchell