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