The Circus (Live)

It's so hard to keep it all together
So hard to get everything just right
Just when I think I got it all in order
Man that's when lightning usually strikes
So I've been trying to keep my ship tight
Make sure everything is where it goes
Sure my pictures are just hung right
Starched and pressed are my good clothes

Baby take me down to the Circus
Sometime when it's in town
Show me all around
The Big Show
On the fast rides
How you laugh and smile
How it feels when you let go

I been readin' in the papers
I've been listening to the radio
They say you better get your house in order
Least you be left here alone
So I straighten up my posture
Polish up these old dusty bones
My suit's tailor made to order
To greet the king of this Big Show

I saw a man lying on the roadside
Somebody had covered his face with a towel
The police or the ambulance hadn't even gotten there
Guess it'd all just gone down
As I drove on I couldn't help but think about it
Couldn't seem to get past what I'd just seen
Did I just happen to drive by as his soul leaked out?
Or did God come for him and just wanted me to see?



Credits
Writer(s): Stephen Wade Simmons
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