put on a smile
dance through the day
‘til four in the morning,
it won’t go away.

when it’s too much
and we break down for days
somehow, we get through
this lifelong ballet

surrounded by clowns
our purpose deserts us
we try to remember
that life’s just a circus

Questions to ask. They’re just waiting to talk.
The elephant was on the table.
Yeah all of it was on the table.

The man walks on glass beneath the water.
The people watch and they believe. We leave.
Crawling up the ladder we leap to perception’s trapeze.

Now how do you see it?
Now how does it seem?

It’s a circus, but it’s our circus.
This is our ballet, this is our circus.

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