The Clown
Now it is over
You gave it all in
It's like being sober
In a jacket sucked in
gin
Bury our work now
It's nothing but sad,
passed glory
Pick up a new life
Might you have burned
out your shoes, at the edge of the knife
Memory hurts me
Still want ya around
Clean, sweet and dirty
From Sober Hill down to
Smack Town
We crossed new bridges
Survived ups and downs
together
Shared laugh’s and sad
weeps
You even, kicked your Ma
out of her bed when I needed to sleep
Take my hand
That's pure
protection
Turn my eyes
In your direction
If I fall down where
the rivers run dry
And black curse
falling down from the sky
It scares me a lot
But it's not like the
loosing of you
Carry your soul now
Good luck, you're free
But there is a black
hole
Where my heart used to
be
Nothing was closer
Maybe except from my
green eyed future
Life's wrong, kind of
wild
I'm feeling down like a
clown who's forgot how to smile