Lights are bright in the circus

The geeks and the freaks all light cigarettes and laugh at your misery

While the white of the curtain closing crushes your heart

The inertia of loneliness tears your flesh apart

It's a long slow slide

It's a long slow slide

It's a long slow slide

Down

Once the neon is gone

There's still that golden splinter at your side

His manners are charming

But who are you fooling

You're still nobody's bride

And Bukowski's widow

Haunts each empty seat on the ferris wheel

As ghoulish lovers collide in a collage of kisses that they steal

It's a long slow slide

It's a long slow slide

It's a long slow slide

Down

And outside your window you can see the circus it's lurching

with rings of smoke

You laugh halfheartedly at the punchline

Not realizing they've made you the joke

And inside you're heart a war is raging

A region still untamed

The worst fear I can imagine is for the mystery to be named

Is for the mystery to be named

It's a long slow slide

It's a long slow slide

It's a long slow slide