The Carnival Is Over
(Brendan Perry)

Outside,
The storm clouds gathering
Move silently along the dusty boulevard
Where flowers, turning, crane
Their fragile necks
So they can in turn reach up
And kiss the sky
They're driven by a strange desire
Unseen by the human eye
Someone is calling
I remember when you held my hand
In the park we would play
When the circus came to town
"Over here...!"

Outside,
The circus gathering
Moves silently along the rainswept boulevard
The procession moves on, the shouting is over
The fabulous freaks are leaving town
They're driven by a strange desire
Unseen by the human eye
The carinval is over.

We sat and watched
As the moon rose again
For the very first time.