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    Night: her sable dome scattered with diamonds
    Fused my dust from a light year
    Squeezed me to her breast, sowed me with carbon
    Strung my warp across time
    Gave me each a horse, sunrise and graveyard
    Told me only I was her
    Bid me face the east closed me in questions
    Built the sky for my dawn

    Cleaned my feet of mud, followed the empty
    Zebra ride to the Cirkus
    Past a painted cage, spoke to the paybox
    Glove which wrote on my tongue-
    Pushed me down a slide to the arena
    Megaphonium fanfare
    In his cloak of words strode the ringmaster
    Bid me join the parade

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    "Worship!" cried the clown, "I am a T.I
    Making bandsmen go clockwork
    See the slinky seal Cirkus policeman
    Bareback ladies have fish."
    Strongmen by his feet, plate-spinning statesman
    Acrobatically juggling-
    Bids his tamers go quiet the tumblers
    Lest the mirror stop turning

    Elephants forgot, force-fed on stale chalk
    Ate the floors of their cages
    Strongmen lost their hair, paybox collapsed and
    Lions sharpened their teeth
    Gloves raced round the ring, stallions stampeded
    Pandemonium seesaw
    I ran for the door, ringmasters shouted
    All the fun of the Cirkus!

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    Composición: Sinfield Pete y Robert Fripp

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