City's breaking down on a camel's back,
They just have to go 'cause they don't hold back,
So all you fill the streets, it's appealing to see,
You won't get out the county, 'cause you're bad and free...
Claus was accompanied to his tent silently, the others in the square not even making an attempt to watch. It was an everyday thing when it came to Claus, after all. Once he was in the tent, the people left, latching up the door behind him. No one would want in, and he wouldn't want out.
Instead of objecting, he let himself fall back onto his bed and watched the "ceiling" idly. He wondered what exactly went on outside his tent after dark, but never actually made an attempt to leave and find out. He hated to be watched. Did everyone gather in the square and socialize like they did during rehearsals...? Or were they all sent to bed like him?
You've got a new horizon, it's ephermal style,
A melancholy town where we never smile,
And all I wanna hear is the message beep,
My dreams, they've got to kiss, because I don't get sleep, no.
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