Whiskey neat
Bittersweet
Confiding in the littered street
Autumn haze
Boozy daze
This lamplit lane feels like a maze
Underground
Cheers resound
Intoxicated by the crowd
Neon lights
Smoke invites
A lucid breath on lonely nights
These freaks are such fine company
So strange, and yet so much like me
Amusement is more than distraction
Their sideshow is our main attraction
Curtain calls
Disco balls
Graffiti in the bathroom stalls
Make me up
Make me down
Made me one of their rebel clowns
As they live
So they give
Their freedom to the fugitive
This is art
Cross my heart
I hope to die for my own part
These freaks are such fine company
So strange, and yet so much like me
Amusement is more than distraction
Their sideshow is our main attraction
I live for love
And longing too
But have no one
Apart from you
So I sleep in your arms
Stars in my eyes
Will guide me home
To dreamers I
Have never known
The colors in my dark
Whiskey neat
Bittersweet
This circus feels like home to me
Footloose me
Fancy free
All that which I am meant to be