Yesterday a child came out to wonder
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Caught a dragonfly inside a jar
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Fearful when the sky was full of thunder
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And tearful at the falling of a star
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And the seasons they go round and round
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The painted ponies go up and down
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WeA¢¥re captive on the carousel of time
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We canA¢¥t return we can only look behind
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From were we came
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And go round and round and round in the circle game
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Then the child moved ten times round the seasons
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He skated over ten clear frozen streams
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Words like "when youA¢¥re older" must appease him
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And promises of someday make his dreams
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Sixteen springs and sixteen summers gone now
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Cartwheels turn to car wheels through the town
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And they tell him "take your time it wonA¢¥t be long now"
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Until you drag your feet just to slow the circles down
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So the years spin by and now the boy is twenty
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Though his dreams have lost some grandeur coming true
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ThereA¢¥ll be new dreams maybe better dreams and plenty
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Before the last revolving year is through
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The Circle Game
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