Circus of Madness

The world's a circus, as they say A madman's dream, a drunkard's bed, A freak show, a carnival of sin, A place where nothing makes sense within. It's all just random, some would say, A spinning wheel that's lost its way, A game of chance with no real rules, A dance of fools and drunken ghouls. The rich get richer, the poor stay poor, The honest ones, they suffer more, The crooks and thieves, they rule the day, The good guys always seem to pay. It's all just madness and true sadness. A carnival of day and night, A world of chaos and despair, A place where no one seems to care. But still, we strive, we fight and try, We live and love and sometimes cry, We hope for better, dream of more, And in that hope, we find the door. For in the madness of this life, We find the strength to stand and fight, To face the chaos, take a chance, And in that moment, find romance. So let the world spin round and round, Let madness reign, let chaos abound, For in the heart of every man, There's still hope, a master plan.