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                    The Circle Game

                            Joni Mitchell
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                        Yesterday a child
                      came out to wonder
               Caught a dragonfly inside a jar                                                                        E
                     Fearful when the sky                               And the seasons they
                       was full of thunder                                go round and round
             And tearful at the falling of a star                      And the painted ponies
                                                                            go up and down
                     Then the child moved                                   We're captive on
                 ten times round the seasons                             the carousel of time                         C
                        Skated over ten                                     We can't return
                     clear frozen streams                              we can only look behind
                Words like, when you're older,                           From where we came                            I
                       must appease him                         And go round and round and round
                  And promises of someday                                  In the circle game                         R
                        make his dreams
                                                                         So the years spin by

                     And the seasons they                             and now the boy is twenty                       C
                      go round and round                        Though his dreams have lost some
                    And the painted ponies                              grandeur coming true
                        go up and down                                 There'll be new dreams,                        L
                        We're captive on                          maybe better dreams and plenty
                      the carousel of time                                   Before the last
                         We can't return                              revolving year is through                       E
                   we can only look behind
                     From where we came                                 And the seasons they
            And go round and round and round                              go round and round
                       In the circle game                              And the painted ponies
                                                                            go up and down
                      Sixteen springs and                                   We're captive on                          G
                 sixteen summers gone now                                 the carousel of time
               Cartwheels turn to car wheels                                We can't return,                          A
                        through the town                               we can only look behind
                       And they tell him,                                From where we came
                         Take your time,                        And go round and round and round                     M
                      it won't be long now                                 In the circle game
                     Till you drag your feet
                                                                                                                      E
                   to slow the circles down                               Click link to listen...








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