Lyrics

The Circle We Made Together
©2025 John Kirby. TaoNZen Productions@Area 51 Studio. All Rights Reserved.

OPENING
Candle One ...for the beginning.
Candle Two ...for the unseen path.

VERSE 1
Lantern of dawn rising from silence,
Tracing circles where starlight withdraws.
High Priestess wisdom stirring in the quiet,
Revealing truth in the spaces between lines.

Hermit's flame opening a doorway in the dark,
Unveiling hidden angles in the chambers of the heart.

INTERLUDE
Candle Three ...for the truth carried forward.
Candle Four ...for the shadow brought to light.
Candle Five ...for the circle drawn around all things.

VERSE 2
Chalice of night lifting from the water,
Moon‑pulled tides awakening the deep.
Magician’s spark shaping the unseen,
Turning feeling into ritual, and ritual into dream.

Hierophant gates unfolding at the threshold of worlds,
Galaxies falling silent as lantern meets chalice flame.

INTERLUDE
Candle Six ...for the vow that forms.
Candle Seven ...for the gate that opens.
Candle Eight ...for the spark that answers spark.

PRE-CHORUS
Two trajectories converging in the gravity of fate,
A supernova’s echo bending time beneath its weight.

INTERLUDE
Candle Nine ...for the moment time folds.
Candle Ten ...for the echo that returns.

CHORUS
In the echo of a supernova,
Where the stars remember every name,
Steps fall into the circle of forever,
Where time folds and nothing stays the same.

High Priestess and Magician,
Two forces in a ritual of light.
Through the echoes of space and time,
Convergence forms in the heart of night.

INTERLUDE
Candle Eleven ...for the past that shaped the path.
Candle Twelve ...for the future drawing near.

VERSE 3
Lantern offered into the center,
Flame steady as the shadows unfold.
Chalice lifted with waters of becoming,
A vessel for visions awaiting return.

The veil of silence opens; a vow ignites beneath it.
The line of destiny is drawn; the spark is breathed to meet it.

BRIDGE
Lantern of truth is lifted.
Chalice of stars is raised.
Hidden pathways are revealed.
Sacred names are sanctified.

In the echo of the supernova,
Destinies align.

FINAL VERSE
Candle Thirteen ...the center candle...
...for the circle made together.

FINAL CHORUS
In the echo of a supernova,
Where the universe opens its eyes,
Standing in the center of forever,
Where the past and future collide.

High Priestess and Magician,
Two forces in a ritual of flame.
Through the echoes of space and time,
Return is made to the place of becoming.

OUTRO
The circle fades to starlight, but the geometry remains,
A pattern drawn in silence on the edges of all names.