We have not traveled very far   We have not traveled very far   For in the circle I see   and in the fire will be a dying sun      I swear I saw the moon move   glide across the sky    with a star at it’s side   it’s crescent shape    is out tonight    with opal shadow hiding by   and I swear I saw the moon move      I’m singing about    some kind of pain   sits outside    from where the fire burns   All of you huddled in the earth   I am touching the surface, I am      Let me bend into the fire   let it dry my skin   it waits to be part of the fire   let the healing begin   let the healing begin      I am sifting through glass chards    of wisdom pains   I am tearing them out one by one   one by one   They’ve been buried so long    I had chose to ignore them   but slowly they surface    and cut through my skin      I swear on my conscience/   If you tell me twice my good Lord    I will suffer your will again   I swear I’ll move through this/    If you tell me twice my good Lord    I will suffer your will again   Suffer your will again   if you tell me twice my good Lord   Suffer your will again   if you tell me twice my good Lord      For in the circle I see   and in the fire will be a dying sun   For in the circle I see   and in the fire will be a dying sun      If you tell me twice my good lord   Never suffer your will again   If you tell me twice my good lord   Never suffer your will again      And I swear I saw the moon move   glide across the sky    with the stars all in line   I’m standing here    watching the fire grow   As everyone sees it    and cuts through their own   And I swear I saw    the moon move