The Acrobats

It's not the clock that stopped, it's going down

Falling into the picture that you dreamed of

Standing at the door that's locked

And you know it won't be easy

Around this squandered scene at ease

All those out, making the tub

What a sweet dream

It's not that constant thought that says

It was the acrobats that saved you

Leaving the school of slack

And it burns and the pain is not just lazy

Outstanding, amazing

Rough house

Feelin' the same

Battle stout

But you know it won't be easy