It was four in the morning, I took a walk on the sand
I was stretching and yawing when I opened my eyes, perspiration in
my hands

All along it was never something we don't know
And if I was wrong I guess I should have told you so

When there's guitars ringing, the crowd's singing
On stage and covered in glory
Drums pounding, it's sounding
Like we've found another toy story

Talking never comes easy when you've got nothing to say
There's a hole in your head and a there's a space in your bed, there's
got to be another way

All along it was never something we don't know
And if I was wrong I guess I should have told you so

When there's guitars ringing, the crowd's singing
On stage and covered in glory
Drums pounding, it's sounding
Like we've found another toy story

There's a hole in your head and a there's a space in your bed, there's
got to be another way

Now the circus is over and all the lights have gone out
Let the flying trapeze with the greatest of ease take it all into another town

All along it was never something we don't know
And if I was wrong I guess I should have told you so

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