A Celtic circle song

In a circle of nothing
All can be explained
In a circle of all
Nothing can be explained

Emptiness becomes reality
And reality fades
The loving sweetness becomes bitter
Bitter in sorrow and pain

Once where sunshine use to shine
Dark coldness now flows
Once where flowers used to grow
Nothing makes color any more

In a circle of darkness
Surely the light can shine
In a circle of pain
Numbness must take over to fall

Understanding the light
Darkness must be known
Understanding happiness
Sadness must once share your bed

Getting to the planes
Steps from hell must be built
To find your mind
In madness once it must be lost

To achieve completeness
Emptiness must first be searched
Only those standing and looking up
Will find the secret pathway to the stars

Even deserts have flowers
Even noise can turn into song
With all ends comes beginning
With all beginning first there must be an end

Around the oak tree make a circle with a song
Create a song sung to faeries
Let angel wings bring background rhythm

Find the sweet melody within your soul
Find the words from healed pain
see them written in the eyes of crystal children
and sing it with a voice so true

For chaos to be stilled
The Tower first must Fall
For the angels to create perfection
Blackness called ego must flee