I can't feel anything

It's life inside these three rings

And this circus in my head

All the clowns are off to sleep

There's no one left but you and me

Not sure if I'm dreaming or I'm dead

That's just life under the big top

Another night on the wire waiting for the big drop

Remember the applause

California to Arkansas

So many places without a name

Another town rushing by the bus

The wanting there in each of us

For a crowd that never came

That's just life under the big top

Time to pack it all away and get to the next stop

Well the Ticket Man said there's no coming back if you want to leave

You'll never get that sawdust off your skin

In the broken places we gave in to everything

That's just life under the big top

Another night on the wire waiting for the big drop

That's just life under the big top

It's time to pack it all away and get to the next stop