The Carnival Is Over

the carnival is over

dead can dance

Into The Labyrinth

brought to you by McSilence

outside

the storm clouds gathering,

moved silently along the dusty boulevard.

where flowers turning crane their fragile necks

so they can in turn

reach up and kiss the sky.

they are driven by a strange desire

unseen by the human eye

someone is calling.

i remember when you held my hand

in the park we would play when the circus came to town.

look! over here.

outside

the circus gathering

moved silently along the rainswept boulevard.

the procession moved on the shouting is over

the fabulous freaks are leaving town.

they are driven by a strange desire

unseen by the human eye

someone is calling.

the carnival is over.

we sat and watched

as the moon rose

for the very first time