Bats and caves and really small spaces
Hands to hold and smiles on faces
Round and round in the grass we go
Form a circle, no one says no
Figure eights with our bodies, message for the soul
For the child deep inside to play a role
The frustration and fear are trumped by passion and awe
Just listen to you heart and answer the call
Ashes to ashes we all fall down
Pick yourself up and spin round and round
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