The Circus lyrics

Artist  : Firewater 
Song : The Circus



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THE GIRL: 



I remember a jet slowly scraping 



Low and heavy across a sky of slate 



I remember the angle of your elbow 



As it doubled back 



In the crack of fists across a face 



I remember the suck of boots in mud 



Guttural, sexual, in those clandestine woods 



 



THE KILLER: 



Down at the river's edge 



Below the concrete bed 



The smell of lilac in your hair 



Where the stinging nettles grow 



The the lonely rushes blow 



I left you in a culvert there 



 



Ashes to ashes and dust to dust 



Buildings and dreams dissolve into rust 



Now all the flowers are turning brown 



Cause the circus is coming to town 



Cause the circus is coming to town 



 



THE GIRL: 



I remember dying to cry out 



But throat-stuck with briars and stones 



As your ruddy lips grew much ruddier 



 



THE KILLER: 



Step you lightly now 



We must keep our voices down 



The dogs of remorse 



Follow close on the wind 



Take your face off, don't be shy 



They can't hunt you with their eyes 



But surely they know the scent of sin 



 



Ashes to ashes and dust to dust 



Buildings and dreams dissolve into rust 



Now all the flowers are turning brown 



Cause the circus is coming to town 



Cause the circus is coming to town 



 



THE GIRL: 



I remember falling, falling back 



Into that tangled bed: a mesh of twigs 



Deflowered like a virgin bride 



In the ground swell of spring 



Underneath that deciduous canopy 



Propped up with jagged scaffolding 



Is that a train or thunder coming? 



Is that a train or thunder?