The Circus and The Merry Go Round

It’s the first time I’ve been to the circus
It’s the first time I’ve experienced the merry-go-round
It’s the first time I’ve rubbed shoulders with clowns
One mistaken look
Two misunderstood words
Three times the charm
Now my throat sore as hell
My head spinning
My heart breaking
My throat swelling
My hands clinging
I’m on my way to the circus

It’s the first time I’ve ridden the merry-go-round
It’s the first time I’ve bumped shoulders with clowns
It’s the first time I’ve arrived at the circus
You know it’s no fun
You know it’s not right
You know now it’s raining
But the sky is cloudless and blue
I want to scream and shout
I hear the clowns laughing
I can’t respond to them
I’m so scared walking through this circus

It’s the first time I’ve sat in the circus
It’s the first time I’ve looked at the merry-go-round
It’s the first time I’ve talked to the clowns
Arrows point the way
Arrows no it’s this way
Arrows why bother with them
When the clowns lead the way
Now my head is calmer
Now my throat eases
Now my hands relax
I feel relief when I leave the circus