Aeroplanes are waving white banners
In the clear blue summer skies
Say it's time to drink away sorrows
Wipe away tears from your eyes
The circus comes to the quiet town
Soon there will be a mess around
I'm Marcus, I am the lead clown
Dancing in the air, feet off the ground
All your pennies are worthy
Of circus of dirty thirty
Elephants are dancing with lions
Mimic smiles with coloured face
She has two minds, one for the sadness
One for the laughter and grace
But she never spends a moment lone
Thinking about where her life's gone
She's always ready to go on
Always everywhere stealing the show
All your pennies are worthy
Of circus of dirty thirty "Music is the poetry of the air." (Richter)
"If music be the food of love, play on." (Shakespeare) |
Peter Spiegelmann
