Come down to Mr. Laughabee's circus You'll find us there in the shade When the sun is out, everyone here is a friend of ours And I'm thinking of a particular dream I had seen it through porcelain eyes Now I'm standing here, watching the clouds in the oval Skies And I'm floating down... And no one remembers the way they came While staring and sporting the happiest gaze Last stop is Mr. Laughabee's circus At sunrise, all is alive When the skies are clear All that's required is an open mind It's the sun that is shining Blinding me out of the light It's the clocks that are winding Driving me out of my mind It's the oldest deceptions That leave their impressions inside Rain down, rain down