Ah, life goes on…and on…and on…
The Circle Game
by Joni Mitchell
“…So the years spin by and now the boy is twenty [60!]
Though his dreams have lost some grandeur coming true
There’ll be new dreams, maybe better dreams and plenty
Before the last revolving year is through
And the seasons they go round and round
And the painted ponies go up and down
We’re captive on the carousel of time
We can’t return, we can only look behind
From where we came
And go ’round and ’round and ’round
In the circle game
Though his dreams have lost some grandeur coming true
There’ll be new dreams, maybe better dreams and plenty
Before the last revolving year is through
And the seasons they go round and round
And the painted ponies go up and down
We’re captive on the carousel of time
We can’t return, we can only look behind
From where we came
And go ’round and ’round and ’round
In the circle game
And go ’round and ’round and ’round
In the circle game.”
In the circle game.”
For a little history, here is Joni in a 1966 recording of The Circle Game for a French-Canadian TV program: