Yesterday I planted seeds
In the ground, beneath my feet
Golden fields were flowing free
Circles
Today I look, what could it be
What's this here in front of me?
Geometric mystery
Circles
A joke of some kind, messin' with my mind
Woke up to find
Circles in the fields
I don't know where they come from
Smashed down unbroken stems
They never break, but yes they bend
Perhaps the work of aliens
Circles
A symbol of God's majesty
A present from our Deity
Or interplanetary artistry
Circles
Some kind of sign, messin' with my mind
Woke up to find
Circles in the fields
I don't know where they come from |
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