Barnum & Bailey’s

Set 'em up high so I can let you all down
Let 'em uprise when it all hits the ground
Minnesota nice kid flipped it all around
Eyes felt the pressure as the clock unwound
And back to back to let down
But I’ve been doing this for too long
So I better make a new song then move on
But it’s hard hitting notes with this noose on
And you hope that I choke but I won’t
I keep breathing, climbing a rope and keep reaching
And each season I feel a little more panic
Like somebody lit a little old match
Under the seed of the tree of the dreams that I planted
Granted, not everyone that walks atop the granite
Can chop an awkward octave into madness
Or paint a proper picture with some blood on the canvas
And everybody running the gamut
From C.A. to Minneapolis, it’s all the same static
And we know and we grow, we’re going to be a disappointment
So get your joints lit and let it all turn to ash
World turning to the tune of crash landers
Watching balls of clay turn into a pool of mud
Trying to stay afloat in today’s latest flood
Please take me back to the way that it was
10/19/82 and I’m done