This is a depot
and we are the people
that sit here and wait for the bus
we look to be saved
or for someone to talk to
and watch as our star turns to dust
we look for forgiveness
and for old love letters
and water that fades into wine
I think we're the same
as any old seekers
high on the moment in time
getting high on the moment
I am suspended on a string
and I can't be mended like your other things
say goodbye, you're no curtain call
it's just a changing of scenes
cuz this is a circus
and we're in the center ring
this is the second time
comes a lot louder
than everything else that you heard
and I'll take some time now
to settle into it
and give life some insightful words
cuz I don't know what happened
to all that affection
it got lost in the shuffle I'm sure
I gave it a shot
now I'm giving it all I've got
til I find where they lurk
til I get where I'm going
I am suspended on a string
and I can't be mended like your other things
say goodbye, you're no curtain call
it's just a changing of scenes
cuz this is a circus
and we're in the center ring
la da di da
leave it up for mass consumption
and sing, la da di da
loneliness comes
and I stand beside it
like everything else I should be
I rise and fall
like a red rubber ball
that is bouncing to eternity
because I am suspended on a string
and I can't be mended like your other things
say goodbye, you're no curtain call
it's just a changing of scenes
cuz this is a circus
and we're in the center ring
This is a depot
and we are the people
that sit here and wait for the bus
we look to be saved
or for someone to talk to
and watch as our star turns to dust