Into The Labyrinth

Outside the storm clouds gathering
move silently along the dusty boulevard
where flowers turning crane
their fragile mane
so they can in turn reach up and kiss the skyThey're driven by a strange desire
unseen by the human eye
someone's callingI remember when you held my hand
in the park we would wait
when the circus came to town (over here)Outside the circus gathering
moves silently along the rain swept bouledvard
the procession moves on, the shouting is over
the fabulous freaks are leaving townThey're driven by a strange desire
unseen by the human eye
someone's callingThe carnival is overWe sat and watched
as the moon rose
for the very first time