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DescriptionThe Circle Game · Joni Mitchell \n \nYesterday a child came out to wonder \nCaught a dragonfly inside a jar \nFearful when the sky was full of thunder \nAnd tearful at the falling of a star \n \nAnd the seasons, they go 'round and 'round \nAnd the painted ponies go up and down \nWe're captive on the carousel of time \nWe can't return, we can only look \nBehind from where we came \nAnd go 'round and 'round and 'round \nIn the circle game \n \nThen the child moved ten times 'round the seasons \nSkated over ten clear frozen streams \nWords like "when you're older" must appease him \nAnd promises of someday make his dreams \n \nAnd the seasons, they go 'round and 'round \nAnd the painted ponies go up and down \nWe're captive on the carousel of time \nWe can't return, we can only look \nBehind from where we came \nAnd go 'round and 'round and 'round \nIn the circle game \n \nSixteen springs and sixteen summers gone now \nCartwheels turn to car wheels through the town \nAnd they tell him, "Take your time, it won't be long now \n'Til you drag your feet to slow the circles down" \n \nAnd the seasons, they go 'round and 'round \nAnd the painted ponies go up and down \nWe're captive on the carousel of time \nWe can't return, we can only look \nBehind from where we came \nAnd go 'round and 'round and 'round \nIn the circle game \n \nSo, the years spin by and now the boy is twenty \nThough his dreams have lost some grandeur coming true \nThere'll be new dreams, maybe better dreams and plenty \nBefore the last revolving year is through \n \nAnd the seasons, they go 'round and 'round \nAnd the painted ponies go up and down \nWe're captive on the carousel of time \nWe can't return, we can only look \nBehind from where we came \nAnd go 'round and 'round and 'round \nIn the circle game \nAnd go 'round and 'round and 'round \nIn the circle game
DescriptionThe Circle Game · Joni Mitchell \n \nYesterday a child came out to wonder \nCaught a dragonfly inside a jar \nFearful when the sky was full of thunder \nAnd tearful at the falling of a star \n \nAnd the seasons, they go 'round and 'round \nAnd the painted ponies go up and down \nWe're captive on the carousel of time \nWe can't return, we can only look \nBehind from where we came \nAnd go 'round and 'round and 'round \nIn the circle game \n \nThen the child moved ten times 'round the seasons \nSkated over ten clear frozen streams \nWords like "when you're older" must appease him \nAnd promises of someday make his dreams \n \nAnd the seasons, they go 'round and 'round \nAnd the painted ponies go up and down \nWe're captive on the carousel of time \nWe can't return, we can only look \nBehind from where we came \nAnd go 'round and 'round and 'round \nIn the circle game \n \nSixteen springs and sixteen summers gone now \nCartwheels turn to car wheels through the town \nAnd they tell him, "Take your time, it won't be long now \n'Til you drag your feet to slow the circles down" \n \nAnd the seasons, they go 'round and 'round \nAnd the painted ponies go up and down \nWe're captive on the carousel of time \nWe can't return, we can only look \nBehind from where we came \nAnd go 'round and 'round and 'round \nIn the circle game \n \nSo, the years spin by and now the boy is twenty \nThough his dreams have lost some grandeur coming true \nThere'll be new dreams, maybe better dreams and plenty \nBefore the last revolving year is through \n \nAnd the seasons, they go 'round and 'round \nAnd the painted ponies go up and down \nWe're captive on the carousel of time \nWe can't return, we can only look \nBehind from where we came \nAnd go 'round and 'round and 'round \nIn the circle game \nAnd go 'round and 'round and 'round \nIn the circle game
