About the song
Kris Kristofferson’s poignant ballad, “The Circle,” is a haunting exploration of loss, injustice, and the enduring human spirit. Released in [Year], this song serves as a powerful reminder of the cyclical nature of suffering and the ripple effects of violence.
With his signature raspy vocals and heartfelt lyrics, Kristofferson paints a vivid picture of a world marked by tragedy. The song delves into the aftermath of a devastating event, where individuals grapple with guilt and accountability. Kristofferson skillfully weaves together personal narratives and historical references, creating a universal theme that resonates with listeners across generations.
One of the most striking aspects of “The Circle” is its ability to evoke a deep sense of empathy. Kristofferson’s lyrics invite us to consider the perspectives of various characters involved in the tragedy, from the perpetrators to the victims and the bystanders. This multifaceted approach allows listeners to connect with the song on a personal level and contemplate the complexities of human nature.
Moreover, “The Circle” serves as a powerful indictment of war and violence. By exploring the far-reaching consequences of conflict, Kristofferson reminds us of the importance of peace and understanding. The song’s somber tone and haunting melody create a lasting impression, making it a timeless masterpiece that continues to inspire and provoke thought.
Whether you’re a longtime fan of Kris Kristofferson or new to his music, “The Circle” is a song that deserves to be heard. Its message of hope and resilience in the face of adversity is as relevant today as it was when it was first released.
Key themes explored in the song include:
- Loss and grief
- Guilt and accountability
- The impact of war and violence
- The human spirit
- The cyclical nature of suffering
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Lyrics
Written about Layla Al-Atar, a cherished Iraqi artist who was killed when a missile struck her home, instead of its intended target, a building where a trial was taking place concerning the assassination attempt of George Bush snr. The missiles were fired by the Clinton government
And for the Argentinean disappeared, Los Olvidados
Who killed this woman this artist this mother?
Who broke the candle and snuffed out her light
Along with her husband and wounded her children
And sauntered away like a beast in the night?
“Not I” said the soldier
“I just follow orders and it was my duty to do my job well”
“Not I” said the leader who ordered the slaughter
“Im saddened it happened, but then, war is hell”
“Not us” said the others who heard of the horror
Turned a cold shoulder on all that was done
In all the confusion a single conclusion
The circle of sorrow has only begun
And in Argentina…
Straight to the circle on Sundays
Down through the canyons they come
Bearing names of their mothers and daughters
Names of their fathers and sons
Stolen away with no warning, never to ever return
On el Rio del Muerto, All the bridges are burned
Los desaparecidos, lost in the darkness alone
Gone from the face of the earth
With no trace left behind them to mark with a stone
And the faces of Los Olvidados, only survivors recall
But for the pain and the heartbreak, did they matter at all?
Slowly the circle of sadness, spins in the Plaza Mayor
Lonesome remains of the madness and pain
In a world gone insane in a war
And the song of those broken survivors, dancing alone in the dark
With the silence of Los Olvidados, like a hole in the heart
Los desaparecidos, lost in the darkness alone
Gone from the face of the earth
With no trace left behind them to mark with a stone
And the faces of Los Olvidados, only survivors recall
But for the pain and the heartbreak, did they matter at all?
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