Circle round for freedom, circle round for peace
for those of us in prison, circle for release.
Circle round the planet, circle for each soul
for our future generations, keep the circle whole.
The spirit of the plants has come to me
in the form of a beautiful dancing green woman (repeat)
Her eyes fill me with peace, her dance fills me with peace (repeat)
The spirit of the plants has come to me and has blessed me with great peace (repeat)
Her eyes fill me with peace, her dance fills me with peace (repeat)
Wind blows, lifts you up,
Lets you touch the sky.
And the fire burns your spirit black,
Forges freedom’s cry.
Water flows through your veins,
Becomes your salty tears.
And the earth she turns upon her course,
Marks your living years.
Wind blows, fire burns,
Water flows and the earth turns.
Wind blows, fire burns,
Water flows and the earth turns.
Can you hear it?
Can you hear it?
Can you hear it?
That’s the sound of change,
That’s the sound of change,
Oh, that’s the sound of change.
© 1982 by Linda Hirschhorn from the album Circle of Women
