Lyrics:

And No-One Saw The Carny Go**lf**and The Weeks Flew By**lf**until They Moved On The Show**lf**leaving His Caravan Behind**lf**it Was Parked Out On The South East Ridge**lf**and As The Company Crossed The Bridge**lf**with The First Rain Filling The Bone-Dry River Bed**lf**it Shone, Just So, Upon The Edge**lf****lf**dog-Boy, Atlas, Half-Man, The Geeks, The Hired Hands**lf**there Was Not One Among Them That Did Not Cas An Eye Behind**lf**in The Hope That The Carny Would Return To His Own Kind**lf****lf**and The Carny Had A Horse, All Skin And Bone**lf**a Bow-Backed Nag, That He Named ''sorrow''**lf**how It Is Buried In A Shallow Grave**lf**in The Then Parched Meadow**lf****lf**and The Dwarves Were Given The Task Of Digging The Ditch**lf**and Laying The Nag''s Carcass In The Ground**lf**and Boss Bellini, Waving His Smoking Pistol Around**lf**saying ''the Nag Is Dead Meat''**lf**''we Caint Afford To Carry Dead Weight''**lf**the Whole Company Standing About**lf**not Making A Sound**lf**and Turning To Dwarves Perched On The Enclosure Gate**lf**the Boss Says ''bury This Lump Of Crow Bait''**lf****lf**and Thean The Rain Came**lf**everybody Running For Their Wagons**lf**tying All The Canvas Flaps Down**lf**the Mangy Cats Crowling In Ther Cages**lf**the Bird-Girl Flapping And Squawking Around**lf**the Whole Valley Reeking Of Wet Beast**lf**wet Beast And Rotten Hay**lf**freak And Brute Creation**lf**packed Up And On Their Way**lf****lf**the Three Dwarves Peering From Their Wagon''s Hind**lf**moses Says To Noah ''we Shoulda Dugga Deepa One''**lf**their Grizzled Faces Like Dying Moons**lf**still Dirty From The Digging Done**lf****lf**and As The Company Passed From The Valley**lf**into A Higher Ground**lf**the Rain Beat On The Ridge And On The Meadow**lf**and On The Mound**lf****lf**until Nothing Was Left, Nothing At All**lf**except The Body Of Sorrow**lf**that Rose I