Tuesday, March 9, 2010

The clawn

The audience laugh when you dance and roll

Everybody loves you when you play your role

But do they know you when you´re all alone

When the curtain is down and you´re on your own?

Sure, they adore your smiling face

Your red-painted cheeks and eyebrows raised.

But do they know who`s behind the mask?

Nobody cares...nobody asks..

Nobody`s interested who you are

Without the stage you`re just another guy

Just like thousands walking on the street

Just one of the many faces that they meet.

On center stage, you`ll dance and prance

Giving the best of your last performance.

Oh, the clown is crying, nobody knows

They just want to watch your funny show.

Who will really care just how you feel?

No one will come when your last bell peals.

Oh, the clown is dying, no one can see..

Nobody knows that the CLOWN is...ME..

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