The circles spin round And the circles spin round And meet their own tail. Seasons come, seasons go, The years build their bars Till we're in jail. Like a squirrel in a cage -- For the jail is round -- We sometimes find Ourselves upside down.
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- by (James Mercer) Langston Hughes (1902 - 1967), "Circles", appears in Fields of Wonder, in Border Line, no. 8 [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive)
- by Robert Owens (1925 - 2017), "Circles", op. 24 no. 8, published 1970 [ baritone and piano ], from Border Line, no. 8 [sung text not yet checked]
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