The Circle Game
Yesterday a child came out to wonder
He caught a dragonfly inside a jar
And fearful when the sky was full of thunders
And tearful at the falling of a star
And the seasons they go 'round and 'round
And the painted ponies go up and down
We're captive on the carousel of time
We can't return, we can only look behind from where we came
And go 'round and 'round in the circle game
Then the child moved ten times 'round the seasons
And skated over ten clear frozen streams
Words like, when you're older, must appease him
And promises of someday make his dreams
And sixteen springs and sixteen summers gone now
Cartwheels turn to car wheels through the town
And they tell him: 'Take your time, it won't be long now'
Till you drag your feet to slow the circles down'
And the seasons they go 'round and 'round
The painted ponies go up and down
We're captive on the carousel of time
We can't return, we can only look behind from where we came
And go 'round and 'round in the circle game
So the years spin by and now the boy is twenty
Though his dreams have lost some grandeur coming true
There'll be new dreams, maybe better dreams and plenty
Before the last revolving year is through
And the seasons they go 'round and 'round
Painted ponies go up and down
We're captive on the carousel of time
We can't return, we can only look behind from where we came
And go 'round and 'round in the circle game
And go 'round and 'round
And go 'round and 'round in the circle game
He caught a dragonfly inside a jar
And fearful when the sky was full of thunders
And tearful at the falling of a star
And the seasons they go 'round and 'round
And the painted ponies go up and down
We're captive on the carousel of time
We can't return, we can only look behind from where we came
And go 'round and 'round in the circle game
Then the child moved ten times 'round the seasons
And skated over ten clear frozen streams
Words like, when you're older, must appease him
And promises of someday make his dreams
And sixteen springs and sixteen summers gone now
Cartwheels turn to car wheels through the town
And they tell him: 'Take your time, it won't be long now'
Till you drag your feet to slow the circles down'
And the seasons they go 'round and 'round
The painted ponies go up and down
We're captive on the carousel of time
We can't return, we can only look behind from where we came
And go 'round and 'round in the circle game
So the years spin by and now the boy is twenty
Though his dreams have lost some grandeur coming true
There'll be new dreams, maybe better dreams and plenty
Before the last revolving year is through
And the seasons they go 'round and 'round
Painted ponies go up and down
We're captive on the carousel of time
We can't return, we can only look behind from where we came
And go 'round and 'round in the circle game
And go 'round and 'round
And go 'round and 'round in the circle game
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Writer(s): Joni Mitchell
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