<i>"Like spiders into the web,
All do gather into a circle,
drawn as if by magic,
into a spiders clutch,
The piper rings His bell,
Over a cliff they may fall,
But a starman and I do call,
As planets they encircle,
All enlightened ones eyes open,
See the circles, see them all around,
Spiralling in, spirraling them out.
On the web , they can learn,
How a spiders web is fatal."</i>
My favourite Westlife song! I just love the saxaphone solo at the end...