Circle  With  A  Grin

by The Hippy Coyote

I hung up my blues on the merry-go-round

Put my guitar on a sinful ground

Spoke and sang of truth and sin

What I found was where I begin

A circle with a grin

 

Try to explain Heaven and Hell

Without describing life on earth's thin shell

Waiting for answers is Limbo's curse

Your magic carpet will be a chauffered hearst

Taking a ride in

A circle with a grin

 

Your straight path is on a balloon

It's still a circle in a half lit room

When you finally recognize your own rules

The only boat left will be a ship of fools

In

A circle with a grin

The Coyote

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