Circle Around the Sun - Poi Dog Pondering

My ghost is everywhere here

It hangs on every tree

Lingering with every flower and leaf,

Smell of scent and sight and sound

These are calling cards from another time

Familiar days and forgotten phases,

Like water trickle down down down

Time is an ocean, and I’m set to swim

And I’m tumbled by her.

Circle around the sun, turn turn turn

Someday my turn will come

Stretched by time and torn by fate

I’m held together by the flesh of faith

Pushing up I hope for the sun,

But I’ll take the rain with what all it comes