Circus of Heaven

Circus Of Heaven

(Jon Anderson)

The day the Circus of Heaven came to town
Local folks lined the streets
in a Midwestern town
Waiting anxiously for the parade
to begin all around.

On the very last day
A unicorn headed the mystical way
Surrounded by what seemed
a thousand golden angels at play
Behind were Centaurs, elves, bright fairies
all in colours of jade

On the very final day
For what seemed only just a moment in time
Seven solemn flying silvered regal horses rode by
Seven golden chariots in tow,
a wonder to behold
The Seven Lords of the Mountains of Time.

There then arose
where nothing really stood there before
A giant tent rising one thousand feet high
from the floor
Towns people flocked inside
with their eyes all amazed
To greet the Seventh Lord
of the seventh age

A fanfare rang out
in an incredible sound
Bringing out the strangest visions
perfect harmony round
Any dreams he asked
would they like to have seen
From historical or mythical scenes.

Then there above their heads
just as vivid as life
Each vision transported multitudes
inventing light
Grecian galleons,
the sack of Troy,
to the Gardens of Babylon.

A play of millions roared along
The gigantic dreams of Alexander,
the Great Civil wars
where brothers fought
and killed their friendship
with hate.
All seen by Zeus
performing scenes in the magical way
The day the circus came to town.

Outside great animals
as tame as the trees
Angels high in starlight
dancing streets
Turning their colours
with indigo and gold
Dropping violet,
red and emerald snow.

As the circus finally changed
its invisible course
A new world to be found
On the dreamy ground we walked upon
I turned to my son and said
"Was that something beautiful,
amazing, wonderful, extraordinary
beautiful?"
"Oh! It was OK!!
But there were no clowns,
no tigers, lions or bears,
candy-floss,
toffee apples,
no clowns."

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