Circus of Becoming

Lyrics

As the roaring day towards The night forms Look at us like a double decker bus Climbing to the top of St. Paul's To watch the storms Stand clear of the doors there's Handel in the Strand You'll find a better class of Ventriloquist on the radio Calling you back to a time That's never been In the Circus of Becoming It all starts with a spark Once below a time Set fire to the stars Over the Eternal City Somewhere between The hills and the columns And the carcass of Rome Alone but close to spirit Sitting Bull says there is more