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Drawing Circles

  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/ADrawing Circles

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