Folks think that nothing happens out here Where the wheat and corn ripple under wind But I've seen the circles come then disappear Under no influence born witness by men And father's not himself anymore All he does is drink in the swing While mom is out working at the shoe factory. The cows have died off The horses ran away The chickens will not lay eggs And nights take longer than days My dog went missing too Since the carnival came to town. I've met a young man with Stories and fresh fruit With a new Swiss Army knife And now that the war is over He wants me for a wife. But father won't let me be on my own And the bottle keeps him up all night All circles end, and come in pairs Who's to say monsters ain't right.