Yesterday I planted seeds
(In the ground, beneath my feet)
Golden fields were flowing free
(circles)
Today I look, what could it be
(What's this here in front of me?)
Geometric mystery
(circles)
A joke of some kind, messin' with my mind
Woke up to find...
Circles in the fields
I don't know where they come from
Smashed down unbroken stems
(They never break, but yes they bend)
Perhaps the work of aliens
(circles)
A symbol of God's majesty
(Present from our Deity)
Or interplanetary artistry
(circles)
Some kind of sign, messin' with my mind
Woke up to find...
Writer(s): Monty Colvin
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