We have not traveled very far
We have not traveled very far
For in the circle I see
and in the fire will be a dying sun
I swear I saw the moon move
glide across the sky
with a star at it's side
it's crescent shape
is out tonight
with opal shadow hiding by
and I swear I saw the moon move
I'm singing about
some kind of pain
sits outside
from where the fire burns
All of you huddled in the earth
I am touching the surface, I am
Let me bend into the fire
let it dry my skin
it waits to be part of the fire
let the healing begin
let the healing begin
I am sifting through glass chards
of wisdom pains
I am tearing them out one by one
one by one
They've been buried so long
I had chose to ignore them
but slowly they surface
and cut through my skin
I swear on my conscience/
If you tell me twice my good Lord
I will suffer your will again
I swear I'll move through this/
If you tell me twice my good Lord
I will suffer your will again
Suffer your will again
if you tell me twice my good Lord
Suffer your will again
if you tell me twice my good Lord
For in the circle I see
and in the fire will be a dying sun
For in the circle I see
and in the fire will be a dying sun
If you tell me twice my good lord
Never suffer your will again
If you tell me twice my good lord
Never suffer your will again
And I swear I saw the moon move
glide across the sky
with the stars all in line
I'm standing here
watching the fire grow
As everyone sees it
and cuts through their own
And I swear I saw
the moon move
