That Old Town Circus Fair

The jellyfish, they told me so
there is something in the water
They went searching for that elephant
Someone told me that they caught her

I imagine there's a cage somewhere
made from the finest crystal glass
And she is crying to be set free
But they ignore her as they pass

I imagine that they've bruised her
but her wild spirit remains tall
They cannot tame her soul,
They cannot cause her fall

Everyone pays to look upon her hide,
to watch the graceful monster die
They poke her with pointed needles
and laugh while calling out, "Bull's eye!"

I image that she's black and blue,
missing the waters of her sea
While they put her name up in lights,
and they set up that old marquee:


"Calling one and all,
all must come to see!
Come lay your eyes upon
a monster of the sea!

Gaze in mighty wonder,
in all that she may be!
You will be amazed
and that's a GUARANTEE!

You will be bewildered!
We promise you'll be stunned!
You will be astounded!
(Absolutely no refunds)"


So the people will flock away,
to that Old Town circus fair
They will eye the tattered beast
They will swear and they will stare

The gentle oceans will call out
to their lost and stolen sister
The music of the tides will soften
as they stop to sadly miss her

The jellyfish, they told me so
there was something in the water
They went searching for that elephant
Someone told me that they caught her