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written by by Darryl Purpose and Lisa Aschmann
Inspired by Kerrville 'campfires'


Creeping toward the ritual sing
Hidden in the shadow's dark
I watched as each initiate joined the ring
And held my breath
As each offering was blessed
By the gray haired patriarch

And the light shone on the faces in the circle
As the voices flamed and smoldered
And the old man took a toke upon the song pipe
passing it over his shoulder

Young girl dancing in the throng
Kept her eyes close as she swayed
Riding high on the crest of the swell of the song
Moving to and fro
as she danced in the glow
of the fire the music made


Where the world is slick and the prophets quick
To point out that we're so flawed
There's a corner where there is magic there
And the music is like god

To that circle I'd return
Cradled like a babe in arms
When the world crashes in I would go there again
All our voices are one
as the moon burns to sun
Turning the circle goes on

passing it over his shoulder
passing it over his shoulder


from Travelers Code (1999), released June 1, 1999
Fiddle by Daryl S; Drums by Walter Rodriguez, Bass by David Miner...


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Darryl Purpose Portland, Oregon

Darryl went to Las Vegas at 19 and became a professional blackjack player, which he still calls the 'only real job I've ever had'. He is a member of the Blackjack Hall of Fame.
Since 1996, he has toured extensively and released 8 albums of original music.
Darryl's last two albums spent weeks at #1 on the RMR radio charts. Next Time Around and Still The Birds
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