tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176008392510515233.post8304606680481520404..comments2023-10-28T13:12:36.207+01:00Comments on It's been lovely: =)Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09111322018706835897noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176008392510515233.post-38281342583741771522011-06-18T10:46:10.144+01:002011-06-18T10:46:10.144+01:00Round, like a circle in a spiral
Like a wheel with...Round, like a circle in a spiral<br />Like a wheel within a wheel.<br />Never ending or beginning, <br />On an ever spinning wheel<br />Like a snowball down a mountain<br />Or a carnaval balloon<br />Like a carousell that's turning<br />Running rings around the moon<br /><br />Like a clock whose hands are sweeping<br />Past the minutes on it's face<br />And the world is like an apple<br />Whirling silently in space<br />Like the circles that you find<br />In the windmills of your mind<br /><br />Like a tunnel that you follow <br />To a tunnel of it's own<br />Down a hollow to a cavern<br />Where the sun has never shone<br />Like a door that keeps revolving<br />In a half forgotten dream<br />Or the ripples from a pebble <br />Someone tosses in a stream.<br /><br />Like a clock whose hands are sweeping<br />Past the minutes on it's face<br />And the world is like an apple<br />Whirling silently in space<br />Like the circles that you find<br />In the windmills of your mind<br /><br />Keys that jingle in your pocket<br />Words that jangle your head<br />Why did summer go so quickly <br />Was it something that I said<br />Lovers walking allong the shore, <br />Leave their footprints in the sand<br />Was the sound of distant drumming <br />Just the fingers of your hand<br /><br />Pictures hanging in a hallway<br />And a fragment of this song<br />Half remembered names and faces <br />But to whom do they belong<br />When you knew that it was over<br />Were you suddenly aware<br />That the autumn leaves were turning<br />To the color of her hair<br /><br />Like a circle in a spiral<br />Like a wheel within a wheel<br />Never ending or beginning, <br />On an ever spinning wheel<br />As the images unwind<br />Like the circle that you find<br />In the windmills of your mind<br /><br />Pictures hanging in a hallway<br />And the fragment of this song<br />Half remembered names and faces <br />But to whom do they belong<br />When you knew that it was over<br />Were you suddenly aware<br />That the autumn leaves were turning<br />To the color of her hair<br /><br />Like a circle in a spiral<br />Like a wheel within a wheel<br />Never ending or beginning, <br />On an ever spinning wheel<br />As the images unwind<br />Like the circles that you find<br />In the windmills of your mindDavidhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09111322018706835897noreply@blogger.com