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10,000 Maniacs
Circle Dream
I dreamed of a circle, I dreamed of a circle round. And in that circle I had
made were all the worlds unformed and unborn yet. A volume, a sphere that was
the earth, that was the moon, that did revolve around my room.
I dreamed of a circle, I dreamed of a circle round. And in that circle was a
maze, a terrible spiral to be lost in. Blind in my fear, I was escaping just by
feel. But at every turn my way was sealed.
I dreamed of a circle, I dreamed of a circle round. And in that circle was a
face. Her eyes looked upon me with fondness. Her warmth coming near, calling me
"sweetness," calling me "dear." But I whispered, "no, I can't rest here."
I dreamed of a circle, I dreamed of a circle round
