The Circle

I've seen the circle within the circle
Spinning endlessly
And when the people fall, the people fall
In the scheme of things
Understand this, understand this time within eternity
We are the circle, we are the people
Spinning endlessly

Cold is the sky
Dull, dull white
Gone are the birds
Silent as night

And as we're standing on the edge
Embraced in mystery
We are creation and we create
The hands of destiny