Yesterday I planted seeds

In the ground, beneath my feet

Golden fields were flowing free

Circles

Today I look, what could it be

What's this here in front of me?

Geometric mystery

Circles

A joke of some kind, messin' with my mind

Woke up to find

Circles in the fields

I don't know where they come from

Smashed down unbroken stems

They never break, but yes they bend

Perhaps the work of aliens

Circles

A symbol of God's majesty

A present from our Deity

Or interplanetary artistry

Circles

Some kind of sign, messin' with my mind

Woke up to find

Circles in the fields

I don't know where they come from