Verse 1 (banjo rolling, soft but steady) I’ve been walkin’ with the questions That I never dared to say. Standin’ quiet in the shadows While the choir sang far away. They were singin’ ’bout a circle That no darkness can undo… But deep inside I wondered, “Will that circle hold me too?” Chorus (three‑part harmony, fiddle soaring) Will the circle be unbroken, Or will I fall through? Is there room around that table For a heart that’s been bruised? I’m reachin’ for the promise That the old hymn always knew — Will the circle be unbroken… Or will I fall through? Verse 2 (mandolin chop driving the rhythm) I’ve been carryin’ my failures Like a weight I couldn’t hide. Tried to outrun grace and mercy, But they stayed right by my side. Then I heard a voice in heaven, Soft as morning mountain dew… Sayin’, “Child, you’re not forgotten — There’s a place here made for you.” Chorus (bigger harmony, fiddle answering lines) Will the circle be unbroken, Or will I fall through? Is there room around that table For a heart that’s been bruised? I’m reachin’ for the promise That the old hymn always knew — Will the circle be unbroken… Or will I fall through? Bridge (breakdown — upright bass, handclaps, gospel feel) Ohhh… I’ve stumbled on the backroads, Ohhh… I’ve slipped between the lines. Ohhh… but grace keeps pullin’ closer, Sayin’, “Son, you’re still in the vine.” Final Chorus (double‑time bluegrass blaze) The circle won’t be broken — It’s been holdin’ me too. There’s a seat around that table For a heart that’s been bruised. I’m walkin’ in the promise That the old hymn always knew — The circle won’t be broken… It’s been waitin’ for me too. Tag (a cappella, mountain harmony) The circle holds… It holds me too.