And no-one saw the carny go br And the weeks flew by br Until they moved on the show br Leaving his caravan behind br It was parked out on the south east ridge br And as the company crossed the bridge br With the first rain filling the bone-dry river bed br It shone, just so, upon the edge br Away, away, we're sad, they said br br Dog-boy, atlas, half-man, the geeks, the hired hands br There was not one among them that did not cast an eye behind br In the hope that the carny would return to his own kind br br And the carny had a horse, all skin and bone br A bow-backed nag, that he named "Sorrow" br How it is buried in a shallow grave br In the then parched meadow br br And the dwarves were given the task of digging the ditch br And laying the nag's carcass in the ground br And boss Bellini, waving his smoking pistol around br saying "The nag is dead meat" br "We caint afford to carry dead weight" br The whole company standing about br Not making a sound br And turning to dwarves perched on the enclosure gate br The boss says "Bury this lump of crow bait" br br And thean the rain came br Everybody running for their wagons br Tying all the canvas flaps down br The mangy cats crowling in ther cages br The bird-girl flapping and squawking around br The whole valley reeking of wet beast br Wet beast and rotten hay br Freak and brute creation br Packed up and on their way br br The three dwarves peering from their wagon's hind br Moses says to Noah "We shoulda dugga deepa one" br Their grizzled faces like dying moons br Still dirty from the digging done br br And as the company passed from the valley br Into a higher ground br The rain beat on the ridge and on the meadow br And on the mound br br Until nothing was left, nothing at all br Except the body of Sorrow br That rose in time br To float upon the surface of the eaten soil br br And a murder of crows did circle round br First one, then the others flapping blackly down br br And the carny's van still sat upon the edge br Tilting slowly as the firm ground turned to sludge br And the rain it hammered down br br And no-one saw the carny go br I say it's funny how things go