CIRQUE DU SOLEIL you've come to the island you've come to see the sea and as you was travelling your sense escaped thee as you faltered and you clang to the rail so tenderly but it all will comfort thee it all will comfort me your feet step on dry land you worship the spirits of old but the people don't care that their souls have been sold pretending to live the good life obviously so a lie will comfort thee a lie will comfort me they work hard every day after all i have to say have some raki dance sirtaki round and round and all the way down to lentas bay you look for the hippies you look for the land of the free but you only find hippocrits, drinkers and thieves pretending to live the good life obviously but it all will comfort thee it all will comfort me now if you pay the pied piper why shouldn't you call the tune you might as well doubt it but you will learn soon that gold makes a living but it never makes you be a heart will comfort thee a heart will comfort me so bring on the jugglers, the pouchers the pope and the thieves for we'll live and we'll die and we'll fall off like leaves and all will be covered in silence endearingly and death will comfort thee and death will comfort me