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