Circle of the Ancients

[Verse] In the grove where whispers speak Underneath the ancient trees Mystic winds begin to weave Calling me to sacred ground [Verse 2] Druid chants fill the night Flames dance wild in silver light Spirits rise from roots below Guiding us in ebb and flow [Chorus] Oh the circle never ends Round in rhythm friends and kin Bound by magic strong and deep In the circle where we meet [Verse 3] From the stone we draw the power Moonlight meets the midnight hour Hands in hands we form the chain To the heartbeat of the rain [Bridge] Echoes of the past align With the stars the ancient signs Shaman's drum and elder’s call Join us one beneath it all [Verse 4] Whispers grow into a roar Waves that crash on distant shores Spirits dance with pure delight Drawn to fire's warming light