10,000 Maniacs. Our Time In Eden. Circle Dream. Zeneszám

I dreamed of a circle, I dreamed of a circle round
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 can't rest here
I dreamed of a

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