Circle
Lake Jons Lyrics
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A hut made of leaves
I got my head
Full of ideas
Fallen from trees
Boy it was something
They grew and grew
It was the third time
Needle poked my eye
I was just a boy who didn't get his toys
Somewhere running around
I saw my faith on the ground
I wasn't ready for the talk
So I travelled to the sea
I lived in the shade
Afraid of the blade
That cuts away all the shame
Now I look at the boy
Who rides the waves
Still sees the shade
But a boy no more
We used to live in
A hut made of leaves
I got my head
Full of ideas
Fallen from trees
Boy it was something
In Circle, Lake Jons sings about a journey of self-discovery and the transition from childhood to adulthood. The opening lines describe a simpler time when the singer lived in a humble home made from leaves and had a head full of ideas that had fallen from trees. This idyllic existence is shattered when greed creeps in and the singer's head is "bitten" by it. This could be a reference to a loss of innocence or the realization that the world can be a cruel and unfair place. The line "needle poked my eye" could refer to a piercing moment of pain or a moment of clarity that forces the singer to see things as they truly are.
Feeling disillusioned and lost, the singer runs away and travels to the sea to find some kind of solace or answers. The next stanza describes a life lived in fear, "in the shade, afraid of the blade," perhaps referring to a fear of judgment or criticism from others. However, the singer has since grown and looks back at the boy they used to be, still holding onto the past but no longer a child. The song ends with the repetition of the opening lines, suggesting that the journey has come full circle and the singer has returned to where they started, but with a new perspective and understanding of themselves and the world around them.
Line by Line Meaning
We used to live in
In the past, we resided in
A hut made of leaves
Our dwelling was constructed of foliage
I got my head
My mind was occupied
Full of ideas
With plenty of thoughts
Fallen from trees
Derived from nature
Boy it was something
It was quite a memorable experience
They grew and grew
Concepts proliferated
Got my head bitten by the greed
My desire led to negative consequences
It was the third time
This was the third instance
Needle poked my eye
I faced a painful setback
I was just a boy who didn’t get his toys
I was merely a child who struggled to obtain what he wanted
Somewhere running around
At some point, while aimlessly wandering
I saw my faith on the ground
I lost my belief
I wasn’t ready for the talk
I was unprepared for the conversation
So I traveled to the sea
I journeyed to the ocean
I lived in the shade
I concealed myself
Afraid of the blade
Fearing potential harm
That cuts away all the shame
That removes all humiliation
Now I look at the boy
Currently I observe the youngster
Who rides the waves
Traveling over water
Still sees the shade
Perceiving shadows
But a boy no more
However, he is no longer a child
We used to live in
We formerly dwelt in
A hut made of leaves
A structure created with plant matter
I got my head
My thoughts were preoccupied
Full of ideas
Replete with concepts
Fallen from trees
Inspired by the environment
Boy it was something
It was truly remarkable
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Written by: JARKKO PETTERI STENROTH, JOOEL MARKUS SAKARI LAAKKONEN, MIKKO ELIAS PENNANEN
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