FACES OF CLOWNS'
Disguises are worn, they hide a world of fear,
Hidden with colors' of false smiles or frozen
We laugh and we dance, juggle our thoughts' and
Our world Is a cage, a circus of freaks' and
We challenge our own mortality, on a high wire
Shot through a cannon to where we may land,
Life in hand.
Faces of clowns', dressed In costumes, they
Acts put on for children, are they not the young
Whom have tears?
We dress In our own costumes, put on a face that
Is what appears' real only a magicians' magic, a trick
Whatever expression we wear, whatever makeup we're
Faces of clowns', we all live with faces of clowns'.