Circus

Caught in a crowd. It’s like a garden
And you’re turning a phrase
How do you unmask from the performance
When all the world’s a stage?

Is this where I belong?
Is this where I belong
In the long shadows
In the darkness
Of confusion and purpose, it’s time

We all have our windows and visions
Yet sometimes I feel so blind
Can you explain to me what I see?
Can you help me decipher and decide?

Is this where I belong?
Is this where I belong?
The sun blinks its brilliant eyes
On confusion and purpose, it’s time
To find the place
You’re broken in
And stare into
The never-ending sunlight

I’m so done with this circus
And yet I love its escape
How do you free yourself
And leave the rest to the beasts
In the gilded cage?

If every end is a new beginning
Is there cause to celebrate?
If any pause for reflection’s been lost
In your need to fill all that
Empty space

Is this where I belong?
Is this where I belong?
The sun blinks its brilliant eyes
On confusion and purpose, it’s time
To find the place
You’re broken in
And stare into
The never-ending sunlight