Seven circles sit inside a silent stadium, they watch within
One begins to shed his light, but learns that he’s committing sin
Two then starts to make remarks, and quickly sees that he’s not fit
Protecting Three was not in me and I should not have reached for it
Number Four is at my door, I wonder should I see her in?
Five will say “Of course you should! Remember when your frown was grin?”
Setting Six, I make no picks, I let the silence fall about
For Seven circles surround all of our beliefs and doubt
How the World Should Work 