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Yesterday a child came out to wonder |
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Caught a dragonfly inside a jar |
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Fearful when the sky was full of thunder |
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And tearful at the falling of a star |
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And the seasons they go round and round |
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And the painted ponies go up and down |
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We're captive on the carousel of time |
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We can't return we can only look |
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behind from where we came |
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And go round and round and round in the circle game |
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Then the child moved ten times round the seasons |
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Skated over ten clear frozen streams |
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Words like when you're older must appease him |
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And promises of someday make his dreams |
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And the seasons they go round and round |
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And the painted ponies go up and down |
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We're captive on the carousel of time |
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We can't return we can only look |
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behind from where we came |
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And go round and round and round in the circle game |
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Six-teen springs and six-teen summers gone now |
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Cart-wheels turn to car-wheels thou' the town |
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And they tell him take you're time |
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it won't be long now |
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Till you drag your feet to slow the circles down |
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And the seasons they go round and round |
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And the painted ponies go up and down |
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We're captive on the carousel of time |
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We can't return we can only look |
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behind from where we came |
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And go round and round and round in the circle game |
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So the years spin by and now the boy is twenty |
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Though his dreams have lost some grandeur coming true |
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There's be new dreams may be better dreams and plenty |
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Before the last revolving year is through |
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And the seasons they go round and round |
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And the painted ponies go up and down |
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We're captive on the carousel of time |
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We can't return we can only look |
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behind from where we came |
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And go round and round and round in the circle game |
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And go round and round and round in the circle game |
