The Circus

Hello and welcome
Welcome to this season's attraction
Fill up your glass and snack up
Because the show will take some time
So hang your coat and take a deep breath
There is a lot that you have to see.

We have our clowns here
They keep smiling through their pain
Staring at the world
Tears of shades
Painted faces, blank expressions
Grinning at fate

Here is the dwarf
Looking up at you all
People bowing their heads when talking
Jumping right up after being thrown around
And to find a net after every cannon shot

And here we have our acrobats
They keep on swinging
Synchronized movements avoiding their fall

The juggler juggling fire and blades
Knows it's only fatal if it hits

And the bikers in the cage
Roaring with rage
Know that to halt is to fall
To never give in to gravity

The Circus

And the lion tamer with his whip
Lashing out at pretentious danger
Resting his life on a rope
Zero chance against those paws
Wait here, look up—

The tightrope walker knows where to step
Growing more cautious with altitude
The birds and dogs and elephants here
Dance to the tune of one man
And the unicyclist
Goes on riding one wheel
Here we have the man in the cannon
Burning his ass to shoot to fame;
So now that you have seen it all,
Step into the final room
The mimes act here
Speech-less expressions
Conveying what they know
Left to the audience to assume.  
Here we have our best performer
Best of all the freaks 
In this mirror you shall see
Wearing his mask and dancing to his ropes
For the audience of the world,
Only a blurry memory he will be.