[ Buck/Drew/Gustafson/Augustyniak/Merchant ]

[ percussion: Paulinho Da Costa ]

I dreamed of a circle, I dreamed of a circle round
And in that circle I had made were all the worlds unformed and unborn yet
A volume, a sphere that was the earth, that was the moon, that did revolve around my room

I dreamed of a circle, I dreamed of a circle round
And in that circle was a maze, a terrible spiral to be lost in
Blind in my fear, I was escaping just by feel
But at every turn my way was sealed

I dreamed of a circle, I dreamed of a circle round
And in that circle was a face
Her eyes looked upon me with fondness
Her warmth coming near, calling me "sweetness," calling me "dear."
But I whispered, "no, I can't rest here."

I dreamed of a circle, I dreamed of a circle round