Circles

D Bm G I made a circle, I guess D When I folded her hands across her chest Bm G She made a circle, I guess A And a circle does what a circle does best D Bm With a face as stark as Genesis G And I can't stop the quest A I mean, who can stop the quest? D Death is beautiful Bm We say goodbye to many friends G A Who have no equals D Bm With kisses sweet as hospital grapes G As she slips out the door A To flirt with the boys on the library floor Aaug D