Into The Labyrinth - Trevor Jones

Outside the storm clouds gathering

Move silently along the dusty boulevard

Where flowers turning crane

Their fragile mane

So they can in turn reach up and kiss the sky

They’re driven by a strange desire

Unseen by the human eye

Someone’s calling

I remember when you held my hand

In the park we would wait

When the circus came to town (over here)

Outside the circus gathering

Moves silently along the rain swept bouledvard

The procession moves on, the shouting is over

The fabulous freaks are leaving town

They’re driven by a strange desire

Unseen by the human eye

Someone’s calling

The carnival is over

We sat and watched

As the moon rose

For the very first time