The Circle Maker [demo] Songtext
von Sparkbird

How strange I am to all
How strange to sleep so long

Not a soul, not a soul
Will meet my gaze or greet me
And the carob tree′s brittle leaves
Rattle hoarsely on the wind

"You are out of time
You are out of favor
You are but a cipher
You are the circle maker
You are out of time
You are out of favor
You are but a cipher
You are the circle maker

"How strange you are to all
How strange to sleep so long


"How strange to grow so old
And to never grow up
And to never grow tall
And to never grow wise
And to never grow anything
But smaller and farther away"

How strange I am to all
How strange to sleep so long

But in sleep, I may dream
Fairy lights illuminating everything
Everyone gathered all around me
Singing a song

Only the carob tree
Will keep me company
Oh, bitter friend
Oh, beloved enemy
A symbol of the time gone by
And stretching out in front of me
A lonely life of any length is like eternity


And I am out of time
I am out of favor
I am but a cipher
I am the circle maker
Praying for the rain
Then paying for the prayer
Begging for a sign that I was
Ever even there

How strange I am to all
How strange to sleep so long

To sleep to feel seen
To sleep perchance to dream