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 Round,  a circle in a spiral
 Like a wheel within  wheel.
 Never ending  beginning,
 On an  spinning wheel
 Like a  down a mountain
 Or a carnaval 
 Like a carousell  turning
 Running  around the moon
 
  a clock whose hands are sweeping
 Past the minutes on it's 
 And the world is like an 
  silently in space
 Like  circles that you find
 In the windmills  your mind
 
 Like a tunnel that  follow
 To a tunnel of it's 
 Down a hollow to  cavern
 Where the sun has never 
 Like a door that  revolving
 In a half  dream
 Or  ripples from a pebble
 Someone tosses in  stream.
 
 Like a clock whose hands  sweeping
 Past the minutes on  face
 And the world is like  apple
  silently in space
 Like the circles  you find
  the windmills of your mind
 
 Keys that jingle in your 
 Words that  your head
 Why did  go so quickly
 Was it something that I 
 Lovers walking allong the 
  their footprints in the sand
 Was the sound  distant drumming
 Just  fingers of your hand
 
 Pictures  in a hallway
 And a fragment of this 
 Half remembered names and 
 But to  do they belong
 When you  that it was over
 Were  suddenly aware
 That the autumn  were turning
 To the color  her hair
 
 Like a circle in  spiral
 Like a wheel within a 
 Never  or beginning,
 On an ever spinning 
 As  images unwind
 Like  circle that you find
 In the windmills of  mind
 
 Pictures  in a hallway
 And the  of this song
 Half  names and faces
 But to whom do  belong
  you knew that it was over
 Were  suddenly aware
 That the autumn leaves  turning
  the color of her hair
 
  a circle in a spiral
 Like a  within a wheel
 Never  or beginning,
 On an ever spinning 
 As the images 
  the circles that you find
 In the  of your mind