

{gentle fingerpicked acoustic guitar in 6/8,
soft warm
room reverb} (mhm-mm)
We built our walls with rigid lines Triangles sharp,
refusing to bend
We drew the borders of our minds
Locked the gate and called it the end {soft voice in 4/4
over 6/8 acoustic guitar}
But a curving edge was waiting there Softly softening our stony stare
How do we let the stranger through?
{swell of strings, drums
building} Oh, let the circle in tonight!
Let it round the corners of our pride
Heavy hearts are learning to forgive Opening up the space to let
them live (yeah)
{booming electric guitars, driving 6/8 drums} We thought a perfect square was
safe No room for grace,
no room to move
But looking back at every mistake We found the rhythm,
we found the groove
{rhythm drops back to acoustic guitar and soft bass}
And the roundness didn't break our frame It only taught us how
to speak their name How do we let the healing start?
{strings rising, acoustic guitar strumming harder}
Oh, let the circle in tonight!
Let it round the corners of our pride
Heavy hearts are learning to forgive
Opening up the space to let them live {huge electric guitars,
full drum kit, explosive energy}
Let the circle in... (mmm-mm)
We are rounding out our lines {guitars fade,
acoustic fingerpicking returns, slow fade to silence}