Circus

Written By: Mike Viola
Mike Viola Involvement: Writer, Performer
 
 

This Song Appears On:

2006Making Up TimeStudio Album
2006Making Up Time (Japanese Release)Studio Album
2001The Demo CollectionDemos
1998February 26 1998Demos
1990Kenmore SquareStudio Album

 

Lyrics


Popcorn and diesel fuel used to fill the fair
Sawdust and dung carpeted the midway
Tired old merry-go-round creeked for the children
Calliopes whimpered and wheezed rusty pain
Now that old ticket booth is slouched like an outhouse
Selling to nobody

Flames rolled over the sky like a death shroud
The fire brought the big top tumbling down to the ground
Tears of laughter have died without purpose
We'll sleep till tomorrow and
Dream of the past in the circus

The one-legged ring master cracks his whip madly
Invisible lions meow in the hall
Ahab the tattooed man chats to his scarred arm
Spinning his favorite yarns 'til they get bored
And his tea kettle is whistling a song from the circus
Boiling for nobody 

Flames rolled over the sky like a death shroud
The fire brought the big top tumbling down to the ground
Tears of laughter have died without purpose
We'll sleep till tomorrow and
Dream of the past in the circus

I stuff the ash and dust under my heart
Deep grave of memories beats the dark
I can taste the blood of love

If you were guaranteed Heaven's forgiveness
Would you kill youself to end your own pain?
And if God loves me why don't he show it?
Why must he get angry?

Storms roll over the sky like a death shroud
My mother's above me staring down...staring down
I was loved by the heart of my father
He died in his garden on this day...on this day