Ahh

Town to town,

We caravan.

We move our world by night,

Hobo clown,

And cannon man,

And families bound by flight.I dream another dream of you.

I feel the hunger of your stare,

As I am twirling by my hair.

I know I never will forget

The broken rope, your strangled cry,

Until I found the nylon net.Once, I was a stranger to this life,

As green as any First of May.

You were a beast in gold lam;

You bore the mark of careless claws.

Your need was deep, as mine is now,

To feel the thrill of wild applause.Look at all the people out there tonight, darling.

I think we have a full house. Im so excited.