[Verse] A circus clown on a soapbox stands Spiders crawl up his shaky hands Shouting loud into the cold night air Lonely pigeons on a laundry line stare [Verse 2] Underneath the moon's silver glow The pigeons bow in a strange show I watch them hold their court so high While I shed my scales and touch the sky [Chorus] I'm not a reptile anymore Goodbye to the scales I wore New skin and new dreams to explore A brand new world outside my door [guitar solo] [Bridge] The cold night whispers ancient tales Of circus tricks and spinning veils I break the chains and spread my wings Transforming into brighter things [Chorus] I'm not a reptile anymore Waving goodbye to what I wore With every step I'm more aware Of this new skin I proudly bear [Verse 3] The clown he laughs with spiders near Pigeons coo as they disappear In this night I find my place A creature of a brand new grace [outro] [end]