Witness before the circus in ancient Rome

Its always Saturday in heaven
unending guitar solos
and forever sunshine
infiltrate the minds
of young and old alike
gotta have a miracle
I could learn to love
it here,
the window is down,
the wind in my face
and its all too beautiful.
I can't believe we're home
there a whole heap of
problems in this world
but right now none of them
are mine
the fantasy boys
are in the front seat
leather interior
I feel superior
at long last
it doesn't have
to be a circus
when its more
like ancient Rome
can't believe I've found you
I can't believe I'm home
I can't believe I'm home
you could keep telling me
I 'll learn to believe you
lots of dreams
and endless streams
of happiness for you
yeah....

(millions of guitar solos)

Ship Of Fools

I pulled on my boots.
I looked down
and a thousand miles below
my feet were coral beds
awash in fish
and endless
blue.