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PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Upper Strata
The Upper Strata
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jonathan Hugh Sanchez
Jonathan Hugh Sanchez
Songwriter

Lyrics

Hurry hurry, step right up
See Zirkus' Circus Galacticus
There's a lingering sadness
Just beneath the surface clear
Passed the thin and glossy veneer
Of all we play at pretend my dear
We make our fate link by link
Places deep and dark like sticky ink
Balanced precarious and on the brink
The way they hate to remember once forced to think
Night after night the same show
The monster come, the monsters go
There's a lost odd tragedy
That runs amok in fading day
Life in this circus, come one and all
The beautiful freaks to see
Staring faces of the empty
That appear so very happy
We make our fate link by link
Places deep and dark like sticky ink
Balanced precarious and on the brink
The way they hate to remember once forced to think
Balanced precarious and on the brink
The way they hate to remember once forced to think
There's no thing that can hold back the flood
No wall or hope or bone or blood
We make our fate link by link
Places deep and dark like sticky ink
Balanced precarious and on the brink
The way they hate to remember once forced to think
Balanced precarious and on the brink
Written by: Jonathan Hugh Sanchez
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