Testo Circle - Cynic

Circle

I am winter dormant in my solitude
You are spring alive and with new growth
I am summer burning in my beatitude
You are fall shedding leaves grown old
Just when the circle’s drawn
Just then the circle’s gone
The circle’s gone
I am petals found in frail wayside flowers
You are wind blowing bare open
I am sunlight showering the rays of play
You are sand soft yet hard as stone
Just when the circle’s drawn
Just then the circle’s gone
The circle’s gone
Merging with the land now
With all things
And all the beings
Knowing I am one now
With my vision
With all the feeling
I am Winter, you are Spring
I am petals, you are wind
Faith fills my inner space
Clears my circle’s place
Turns me inside out
Moves away my doubt
Just when the circle’s drawn
Just then the circle’s gone
The circle’s gone
Just when the circle’s drawn
Just then the circle’s gone
The circle’s gone