The Carnival Is Over-Dead Can Dance

[01:15.903]Outside [01:21.406]The storm clouds gathering, [01:29.408]Moved silently along the dusty boulevard. [01:42.284]Where flowers turning crane their fragile necks [01:55.36]So they can in turn [01:58.159]Reach up and kiss the sky. [02:06.535]They are driven by a strange desire [02:19.387]Unseen by the human eye [02:27.802]Someone is calling. [02:38.804]I remember when you held my hand [02:46.350]In the park we would play when the circus came to town. [02:58.565]Look!Over here. [03:25.602]Outside [03:26.601]The circus gathering [03:28.600]Moved silently along the rainswept boulevard. [03:38.348]The procession moved on the shouting is over [03:42.35]The fabulous freaks are leaving town. [03:49.799]They are driven by a strange desire [04:02.802]Unseen by the human eye. [04:10.925]Someone is calling. [04:36.415]The carinval is over. [04:54.759]We sat and watched [05:00.650]As the moon rose again [05:10.836]For the very first time.