Circle of Palms Songtext
von Christopher Wilson

Kealoha′s walking in a circle of palms
Inside his yoke to carry
Well, it's just Kealoha, in that adventure sphere
With a destiny to hurry

He says, "I′m flooding this block
I've got to unlock
I'm a square situated in a circle of talk
But you know, no, I′m not late
No, never soon
Open up that door, air out the room."

Who′s got the nerve to make the check?
Who really plays with a
Who's got the nerve to make the check?
Who really plays with a full deck?


For one to think about it
There′s two to forget
And the many more without it, may we regret
And a circle was drawn, enclosing us within
In a circle of palms
Where the circle begins

Kealoha's walking, the plank descends
Roll over the fires
Where the fringes depend on
Misfit sublime, who lost too much time
In the rat race haven

Oh well, that′s misery, my company
Confusing the question
Who is my friend?
All in a time, the matters of time
Fly a fake, or ride a pony
Right to the end

Who's got the nerve to make the check?
Who really plays with a
Who′s got the nerve to make the check?
Who really plays with a full deck?


For one to think about it
There's two to forget
And the many more without it, may we regret
And a circle was drawn, enclosing us within
In a circle of palms
Where the circle

For one to think about it
There's two to forget
And the many more without it, may we regret
And a circle was drawn, enclosing us within
In a circle of palms
We are the circle
Begin