Man on the Trapeze

But he keeps on swinging again.
The tightrope walker tips, the area list slips,
The line tamers lost the cage.
The magician's rabbit ran, no trick, no backup plan,
Just another clown on the stage.
A girl in the stands, flowers in her hands,
All she ever wanted was romance.
The clowns took the door, she doesn't know what for,
So she's learning to love the last dance.
There's a man on the trapeze,
Catching air on borrowed knees,