Intro :
Rou nd like a circle in a spiral,
Like a wheel within a w heel
Never ending or beginning
On an ever spinning r eel
Like a snowball down a m ountain
Or a carnival bal loon
Like a carousel that's tu rning,
Running rings around the m oon
Like a clock whose hands are s weeping
Past the minutes of its f ace
And the world is like an a pple
Whirling silently in s pace
Like the circles that you f ind
In the windmills of your m ind
Like a tunnel that you follow
To a tunnel of its o wn
Down a hollow to a cavern
Where the sun has never s hone
Like a door that keeps revol ving
In a half-forgotten d ream
Or the ripples from a p ebble
Someone tosses in a s tream
Like a clock whose hands are s weeping
Past the minutes of its f ace
And the world is like an a pple
Whirling silently in s pace
Like the circles that you f ind
In the windmills of your m ind
Keys that jingle in your pocket,
Words that jangle in your h ead
Why did summer go so q uickly ?
Was it something that you s aid ?
Lovers walk along the s hore
And leave their footprints in the s and
Is the sound of distant d rumming
Just the fingers of your h and ?
Pictures hanging in a h allway
And the fragment of a s ong
Half-remembered names and f aces,
But to whom do they bel ong ?
When you knew that it was o ver,
You were suddenly aw are
That the autumn leaves were t urning
To the colour of her h air.
A circle in a spiral,
A wheel within a w heel
Never ending or beginning
On an ever spinning r eel
As the images unw ind,
Like the circles that you f ind
In the windmills of your m ind
