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The day the Circus of Heaven came to town Local folks lined the streets in a Midwestern town Waiting anxiously for the parade to begin all around On the very last day A unicorn headed the mystical way Surrounded by what seemed a thousand golden angels at play Behind were Centaurs, elves, bright fairies all in colors of jade On the very final day For what seemed only just a moment in time Seven solemn flying silvered regal horses rode by Seven golden chariots in tow, a wonder to behold The Seven Lords of the Mountains of Time There then arose where nothing really stood there before A giant tent rising one thousand feet high from the floor Towns people flocked inside with their eyes all amazed To greet the Seventh Lord of the seventh age A fanfare rang out in an incredible sound Bringing out the strangest visions perfect harmony round Any dreams he asked would they like to have seen From historical or mythical scenes Then there above their heads just a
