mean old circus

Traveling far, through the meadows and woods
hearing cries, echoes and woos
Laughter and chants going down where thejokers play
A harrowing blues
nonchalant I remain
In that old circus train
The sweet bitter taste...
Mean old circus
Mean old circus
Mean old circus be my twisted roadbe
Be the answer
Be the answer
My solution to the great unknown
A sweet illusion
Lost in confusion
A new connection to my perception
A dancing horses feathered crown
where all the painted professional go down
another curtain
A camel s burden
A new vector toward my invention
A song that cries for calliopes
Comes so naturally
It comes so naturally
Mean old circus
Mean old circus
Mean old circus be my twisted roadbe
Be the answer
Be the answer
My solution to the great unknown
A revelation
For conversation
A new permission for my religion
A sleeping lions lion dream
In my forsaken evil schemes
In books and movies
Keep talking to me
A new direction for my correction
Well dance across a silver thread
Put the sky to bed...
Put the sky to bed...
I will put the sky to bed...