Pack Up the Circus

He puts his hat on the table and picks up his guitar

the music of the night has slowed to a crawl

In a concrete room he sings through the bars

far from the lights or the stage or the stars

Pack up the circus hang up the reigns

Turn out the lights its time for a change

Everyone knows that the moon only glows

And the real show starts when the lions are back in their cage

Are we all in motion at the edge of the wheel

Or are we holding on for life and spinning on our heels

And if someone leaps from a dizzying height

Would it be less lonely in the glow of the night

Pack up the circus hang up the reigns

Turn out the lights its time for a change

Everyone knows that the moon only glows

and the real show starts when the lions are back in their cage

Theres a place where the misfits fit right in

From far and wide they come when the sun it sets and the show begins

Pack up the circus hang up the reigns

Turn out the lights its time for a change

Everybody knows that the moon only glows but the Sun is on fire

and the real show starts when the lions are back in their cage