In a Circle

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Robert Pollard - Rock

In a Circle

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The grass was flat We all sat around in a circle The dirt was moist I moved a finger in a circle We all sat around in a circle I moved a finger in a circle We stand in a circle We move in a circle Timed, wounded, and bruised like a logical bound Hands down In routine exercise In inconstant reverie In makeshift comfort suites In nine o'clock meetings Papa's willows still weep Young hearts are all aflutter On wings of concrete Just like the man in the gutter Come to the width of our circle Stiff-arm your way to the middle We stand in a circle We move in a circle Timed, wounded, and bruised like a logical bound Hands down In routine exercise In inconstant reverie In makeshift comfort zones In nine o'clock meetings We stand in a circle We move in a circle Timed, wounded, and, bruised like a logical bound Hands down In routine exercise In inconstant reverie In makeshift comfort suites In nine o'clock meetings We stand in a circle We move in a circle Timed, wounded, and, bruised like a logical bound Hands down In routine exercise In inconstant reverie In makeshift comfort suites In nine o'clock meetings

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  • Robert Pollard