Circles Chords & Lyrics - Tripod

[VERSE 1]
In d[G]ays gone [D]by, when the w[C]orld was much [G]younger,
Men wondered at [D]Spring, born of W[C]inter's c[D]old k[G]nife,
Wondering at the g[D]ames of the m[C]oon and the s[G]unlight,
They saw there the [D]Lady and [C]Lord of a[D]ll l[G]ife.

[CHORUS]
R[G]ound and ar[D]ound, and ar[C]ound turns the g[G]ood Earth,
All things must c[D]hange as the s[C]easons [D]go b[G]y,
we are the c[D]hildren of the L[C]ord and the L[G]ady,
Whose mysteries we k[D]now, but will n[C]ever k[D]now w[G]hy.

[VERSE 2]
In a[G]ll lands the p[D]eople were t[C]ied to the g[G]ood Earth,
Plowing and s[D]owing, as the s[C]easons d[D]eclar[G]ed,
Waiting to r[D]eap of the r[C]ich golden har[G]vest,
Knowing her la[D]ughter in the j[C]oys that [D]we s[G]hared.

[CHORUS]
R[G]ound and ar[D]ound, and ar[C]ound turns the g[G]ood Earth,
All things must c[D]hange as the s[C]easons [D]go b[G]y,
we are the c[D]hildren of the L[C]ord and the L[G]ady,
Whose mysteries we k[D]now, but will n[C]ever k[D]now w[G]hy.

[VERSE 3]
Through F[G]landers and W[D]ales and the g[C]reen lands of I[G]reland,
in the kingdoms of E[D]ngland and S[C]cotland a[D]nd S[G]pain,
Circles g[D]rew up all a[C]long the wild c[G]oastlines,
And worked for the l[D]and, with the S[C]un a[D]nd the r[G]ain.

[CHORUS]
R[G]ound and ar[D]ound, and ar[C]ound turns the g[G]ood Earth,
All things must c[D]hange as the s[C]easons [D]go b[G]y,
we are the c[D]hildren of the L[C]ord and the L[G]ady,
Whose mysteries we k[D]now, but will n[C]ever k[D]now w[G]hy.

[VERSE 4]
C[G]ircles for h[D]ealing, and w[C]orking the w[G]eather,
Circles for k[D]nowing the M[C]oon a[D]nd the S[G]un,
Circles for t[D]hanking the L[C]ord and the L[G]ady,
Circles for d[D]ancing the d[C]ance n[D]ever d[G]one.

[CHORUS]
R[G]ound and ar[D]ound, and ar[C]ound turns the g[G]ood Earth,
All things must c[D]hange as the s[C]easons [D]go b[G]y,
we are the c[D]hildren of the L[C]ord and the L[G]ady,
Whose mysteries we k[D]now, but will n[C]ever k[D]now w[G]hy.

[VERSE 5]
A[G]nd we who r[D]each for the s[C]tars in the h[G]eavens,
Turning our e[D]yes from the m[C]eadows a[D]nd g[G]roves,
Still live in the l[D]ove of the L[C]ord and the L[G]ady,
The greater the ci[D]rcle, the m[C]ore the l[D]ove g[G]rows.

[CHORUS]
R[G]ound and ar[D]ound, and ar[C]ound turns the g[G]ood Earth,
All things must c[D]hange as the s[C]easons [D]go b[G]y,
we are the c[D]hildren of the L[C]ord and the L[G]ady,
Whose mysteries we k[D]now, but will n[C]ever k[D]now w[G]hy.