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Like a circle in a spiral |
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Like a wheel within a wheel, |
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Never ending or beginning, |
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On an ever-spinning reel |
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Like a snowball down a mountain, |
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Or a carnival balloon |
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Like a carousel that's turning |
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Running rings around the moon |
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Like a clock whose hands are sweeping |
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Past the minutes of its face |
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And the world is like an apple |
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Whirling silently in space |
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Like the circles that you find |
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In the windmills of your mind! |
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Like a tunnel that you follow |
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To a tunnel of its own |
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Down a hollow to a cavern |
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Where the sun has never shone |
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Like a door that keeps revolving |
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In a half-forgotten dream |
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Or the ripples from a pebble |
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Someone tosses in a stream. |
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Like a clock whose hands are sweeping |
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Past the minutes of its face |
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And the world is like an apple |
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Whirling/Spinning silently in space |
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Like the circles that you find |
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In the windmills of your mind! |
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Keys that jingle in your pocket |
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Words that jangle in your head |
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Why did summer go so quickly? |
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Was it something that you/ |
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I said?Lovers walk along a shore |
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And leave their footprints in the sand |
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Is/Was the sound of distant drumming |
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Just the fingers of your hand? |
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Pictures hanging in a hallway |
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And/or the fragment of a song,half-remembered names and facesbut to whom do they belong? |
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When you knew that it was over |
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You were you suddenly aware |
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That the autumn leaves were turning |
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To the color of his hair? |
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Like a circle in a spiral |
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Like a wheel within a wheel |
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Never ending or beginning |
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On an ever-spinning reel |
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As the images unwind |
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Like the circles that you find |
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In the windmills of your mind! |
