I ran away with the circus
Yeah I did it on purpose
It'll make more sense in the morning
Yeah I stencilled this warning
For all who've forgotten
The price of keeping place
You'll never really know
What you've got
Until you fill this space
With nothing that you own
This makes more sense at a distance
From every desperate for instance
Balancing above the longing
We hope for the dawning
For all we've forgotten
The price beyond this race
We'll never really know
What we've got
Until we leave this place
With nothing that we own