How to Join the Circus

Don't you wish, my darling

To be up there with the stars

For this life you live on the ground

Will only weigh you down

Your wings are clipped and groomed

And gravity wins again

Wouldn't things be better if you were up there with the clouds?

So come and join my circus

And play with us at night

Your beauty gives us smiles

And your heart is made of light

Our train will leave at dawn

If you'd like to come along

We are angels, my dear

But devils when we hide

Our tent is made of ink

And our dancers made with stars

You would fit right in among them

For they too are scared to fly