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If it′s a matter of time, I'm already late
On every stick on my stage, there′s a spinning plate
But in this dirty circus, if I can concentrate

I can feel a slow motion
A slow motion
That tells me I'm alive

The meals keep coming at me on conveyor belt blues
I've barely cleared up the plates when the next one′s due
But in this dirty circus, if I can think of you

I can feel a slow motion
A slow motion
That tells me I′m alive

There are days when it seems everyone else
Is free and having fun
It's been a week now since I looked in the mirror
To see what I′ve become

The descant fury of mornings, the tenor afternoons
Relentless jumble of noises, devoid of tunes
But in this dirty circus, if I can crawl through the ruins

I can feel a slow motion
A slow motion
That tells me I'm alive
That tells me I′m alive
That tells me I'm alive

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