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