The Circus
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โฑ๏ธ 4:46 duration
๐ ID: 4714344
๐ Lyrics
I remember a jet slowly scraping
Low and heavy
Across a sky of slate
I remember the angle of your elbow
As it doubled back
In the crack of fists across a face
I remember the suck of boots in mud
Guttural, sexual
In those clandestine woods
Down at the river's edge
Below the concrete bed
The smell of lilac in your hair
Where the stinging nettles grow
And the lonely rushes blow
I left you in a culvert there
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust
Buildings and dreams dissolve into rust
Now all the flowers are turning brown
Cause the circus is coming to town
Cause the circus is coming to town
I remember
Dying to cry out
But throat-stuck with briars and stones
As your ruddy lips grew much ruddier
Step you lightly now
We must keep our voices down
The dogs of remorse
Follow close on the wind
Take your face off, don't be shy
They can't hunt you with their eyes
But surely they know the scent of sin
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust
Buildings and dreams dissolve into rust
Now all the flowers are turning brown
Cause the circus is coming to town
Cause the circus is coming to town
I remember falling
Falling back
Into that tangled bed
A mesh of twigs
Deflowered like a virgin bride
In the ground swell of spring
Underneath that deciduous canopy
Propped up with jagged scaffolding
Is that a train or thunder coming?
Is that a train or thunder coming?
Is that a train or thunder?
Is that a train coming?
Low and heavy
Across a sky of slate
I remember the angle of your elbow
As it doubled back
In the crack of fists across a face
I remember the suck of boots in mud
Guttural, sexual
In those clandestine woods
Down at the river's edge
Below the concrete bed
The smell of lilac in your hair
Where the stinging nettles grow
And the lonely rushes blow
I left you in a culvert there
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust
Buildings and dreams dissolve into rust
Now all the flowers are turning brown
Cause the circus is coming to town
Cause the circus is coming to town
I remember
Dying to cry out
But throat-stuck with briars and stones
As your ruddy lips grew much ruddier
Step you lightly now
We must keep our voices down
The dogs of remorse
Follow close on the wind
Take your face off, don't be shy
They can't hunt you with their eyes
But surely they know the scent of sin
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust
Buildings and dreams dissolve into rust
Now all the flowers are turning brown
Cause the circus is coming to town
Cause the circus is coming to town
I remember falling
Falling back
Into that tangled bed
A mesh of twigs
Deflowered like a virgin bride
In the ground swell of spring
Underneath that deciduous canopy
Propped up with jagged scaffolding
Is that a train or thunder coming?
Is that a train or thunder coming?
Is that a train or thunder?
Is that a train coming?
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:21.73] I remember a jet slowly scraping
[00:26.95] Low and heavy
[00:30.10] Across a sky of slate
[00:34.62] I remember the angle of your elbow
[00:41.72] As it doubled back
[00:43.75] In the crack of fists across a face
[00:52.42] I remember the suck of boots in mud
[00:58.16] Guttural, sexual
[01:01.10] In those clandestine woods
[01:07.69] Down at the river's edge
[01:11.05] Below the concrete bed
[01:14.98] The smell of lilac in your hair
[01:22.09] Where the stinging nettles grow
[01:26.45] And the lonely rushes blow
[01:30.24] I left you in a culvert there
[01:37.04] Ashes to ashes and dust to dust
[01:40.84] Buildings and dreams dissolve into rust
[01:44.74] Now all the flowers are turning brown
[01:49.68] Cause the circus is coming to town
[01:53.24] Cause the circus is coming to town
[01:59.61] I remember
[02:01.67] Dying to cry out
[02:05.02] But throat-stuck with briars and stones
[02:08.63] As your ruddy lips grew much ruddier
[02:14.84] Step you lightly now
[02:18.36] We must keep our voices down
[02:21.37] The dogs of remorse
[02:23.00] Follow close on the wind
[02:29.28] Take your face off, don't be shy
[02:33.13] They can't hunt you with their eyes
[02:36.72] But surely they know the scent of sin
[02:44.58] Ashes to ashes and dust to dust
[02:48.18] Buildings and dreams dissolve into rust
[02:52.10] Now all the flowers are turning brown
[02:56.30] Cause the circus is coming to town
[03:00.36] Cause the circus is coming to town
[03:07.23] I remember falling
[03:10.46] Falling back
[03:14.32] Into that tangled bed
[03:18.45] A mesh of twigs
[03:22.25] Deflowered like a virgin bride
[03:26.38] In the ground swell of spring
[03:29.77] Underneath that deciduous canopy
[03:36.86] Propped up with jagged scaffolding
[03:40.07] Is that a train or thunder coming?
[03:47.96] Is that a train or thunder coming?
[03:58.92] Is that a train or thunder?
[04:07.91] Is that a train coming?
[04:16.45]
[00:26.95] Low and heavy
[00:30.10] Across a sky of slate
[00:34.62] I remember the angle of your elbow
[00:41.72] As it doubled back
[00:43.75] In the crack of fists across a face
[00:52.42] I remember the suck of boots in mud
[00:58.16] Guttural, sexual
[01:01.10] In those clandestine woods
[01:07.69] Down at the river's edge
[01:11.05] Below the concrete bed
[01:14.98] The smell of lilac in your hair
[01:22.09] Where the stinging nettles grow
[01:26.45] And the lonely rushes blow
[01:30.24] I left you in a culvert there
[01:37.04] Ashes to ashes and dust to dust
[01:40.84] Buildings and dreams dissolve into rust
[01:44.74] Now all the flowers are turning brown
[01:49.68] Cause the circus is coming to town
[01:53.24] Cause the circus is coming to town
[01:59.61] I remember
[02:01.67] Dying to cry out
[02:05.02] But throat-stuck with briars and stones
[02:08.63] As your ruddy lips grew much ruddier
[02:14.84] Step you lightly now
[02:18.36] We must keep our voices down
[02:21.37] The dogs of remorse
[02:23.00] Follow close on the wind
[02:29.28] Take your face off, don't be shy
[02:33.13] They can't hunt you with their eyes
[02:36.72] But surely they know the scent of sin
[02:44.58] Ashes to ashes and dust to dust
[02:48.18] Buildings and dreams dissolve into rust
[02:52.10] Now all the flowers are turning brown
[02:56.30] Cause the circus is coming to town
[03:00.36] Cause the circus is coming to town
[03:07.23] I remember falling
[03:10.46] Falling back
[03:14.32] Into that tangled bed
[03:18.45] A mesh of twigs
[03:22.25] Deflowered like a virgin bride
[03:26.38] In the ground swell of spring
[03:29.77] Underneath that deciduous canopy
[03:36.86] Propped up with jagged scaffolding
[03:40.07] Is that a train or thunder coming?
[03:47.96] Is that a train or thunder coming?
[03:58.92] Is that a train or thunder?
[04:07.91] Is that a train coming?
[04:16.45]