{"id":400,"date":"2019-08-17T13:50:29","date_gmt":"2019-08-17T11:50:29","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/matandyvonne.com\/wordpress\/?page_id=400"},"modified":"2019-08-17T13:50:29","modified_gmt":"2019-08-17T11:50:29","slug":"z_wel_12","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/matandyvonne.com\/?page_id=400","title":{"rendered":"Z_WEL_12"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<h3 class=\"wp-block-heading\">Circle &#8216;Round<\/h3>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I am speaking to birds<br>Pigeons and sparrows out here in the plaza<br>Astride a great charger, Simon Bolivar<br>And the doctors can&#8217;t cure me<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I told them all<br>How the woman had come across oceans of time<br>How she&#8217;d told of the war at the end of the world<br>And she&#8217;d come for the children<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">She held my hand<br>And she told of the cannibals ruling this place<br>How they fatten us up to be part of their meal<br>And she taught us to sing:<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Circle &#8217;round and &#8217;round<br>Weave us a tapestry<br>spin us a tale<br>Circle &#8217;round and &#8217;round<br>Raise up the floodtides<br>and call down the gale<br>Circle &#8217;round and &#8217;round<br>Born of the Furies<br>to die in the deep,<br>All the young lovers<br>a promise do keep,<br>The Horsemen still ride<br>but one night they will sleep<br>Circle &#8217;round and &#8217;round and &#8217;round and &#8217;round and &#8217;round<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">But they don&#8217;t see a thing<br>They chant incantations into their machines<br>They scratch secret codes on the chart by my name<br>And they&#8217;re taking my memory<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I tried not to laugh<br>When the pearl in my earring turned into the moon<br>And I took off my clothes and I danced down the hall<br>All I want is to sing:<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Circle &#8217;round and &#8217;round<br>Weave us a tapestry<br>spin us a tale<br>Circle &#8217;round and &#8217;round<br>Raise up the floodtides<br>and call down the gale<br>Circle &#8217;round and &#8217;round<br>Born of the Furies<br>to die in the deep,<br>All the young lovers<br>a promise do keep,<br>The Horsemen still ride<br>but one night they will sleep<br>Circle &#8217;round and &#8217;round and &#8217;round and &#8217;round and &#8217;round<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Circle &#8216;Round I am speaking to birdsPigeons and sparrows out here in the plazaAstride a great charger, Simon BolivarAnd the doctors can&#8217;t cure me I told them allHow the woman had come across oceans of timeHow she&#8217;d told of the war at the end of the worldAnd she&#8217;d come for the children She held my&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"parent":0,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"nosidebar.php","meta":{"footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-400","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/matandyvonne.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/400","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/matandyvonne.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/matandyvonne.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/matandyvonne.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/matandyvonne.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=400"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/matandyvonne.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/400\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":401,"href":"https:\/\/matandyvonne.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/400\/revisions\/401"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/matandyvonne.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=400"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}