fifty_fifty_clowns sleepless The fifty fifty clowns Wipe the smiles of their faces Accoutrements of humour gone Wash off the make-up traces We're a comedy of errors Played out each and every day House falling down around us No more funny words to say We laugh at all our follies Though tears are felt inside Walking on the tightrope For the challenge it provides Drinking from the bottle In the empty circus ring Take comfort from our dreams To forget the real thing Driving us to who knows where In our brightly-coloured car The doors are falling off We know we won't get far The clowns have lost their heads On their comedy parade The audience not cheering But the footlights never fade The comedy and tragedy Closer now than ever The encore is tomorrow And tomorrow is forever We'll find a new arena For our lifelong circus show Performing for our very lives Because that's all we know 010226 ... lev ernest_attempts serious_clown you'll_find_doubt 110625 ... lg **sigh** 110626 ... lostgirl just exactly what is hidden behind your disguise? (the world may never know.) 110626 ... Ywt Your_true_face 180926 what's it to you? who go blather from