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
The carnival is over
We sat and watched
As the moon rose
For the very first time
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