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