Drawing Circles (Gaulke/Brown) She's calling you from faraway from the place that doesn't change on the border of dreams and memories where everything decays you miss sundays on the beach weekdays on tv nothing then seems boring now in a so-so pizza place with a magnet in her hand drawing circles in the sand changing the air with her moods feelings come in waves pulling you through her hair deeper into solitude collecting roots and reeds making talismen from seeds she's working you into her art as her passion burns the sea checking under the bed smoke rings around your neck a moment free's all you need to feel just what she meant verse: B9/C#7 chorus: Fm6/B9/A Drawing Circles
Poetry and Songwriting from the Bronx