The Circle Game

The Circle Game - Ian Campbell Folk Group

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 dawn

Were captive on the carousel of time

We can't return we con 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

Sixteen springs and sixteen summers gone now

Cartwheels turn to car wheels thru the town

And they tell him

Take your time it won't be long now

Till you drag your feet to slow the circles down

And the seasons they go round and round

And the painted ponies go up and dawn

Were 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

Were 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