This is a clown's tale 

Falling over 

Again and again 

He paints his face 

With colours from the sun 

But he is living in the rain 

This is a clown's tale 

Jumping up 

Spinning round and around 

He kicks his heels 

To the laughter of the crowd 

But from inside there is no sound 


Why do we all fail to see 

The darkness in another's heart 

Why do we all turn our backs 

On open wounds 

And failed attractions 

Painted on the canvas there 

Written in the books we share 


This is a fool's tale 

Rolling over 

Again and again 

Telling jokes 

To cool the anger of a king 

But he can never be the same 


This is a fool's tale 

Tripping up 

Spinning round and around 

Try to walk 

Beyond words of the wise 

Then reach a place too high 

Show them you can fly 

And dream until you hit the ground.... 


Don't offer sympathy 

When you've just walked away 

Don't play apologies 

And sentimental games 

I stood before the world 

And gave you my heart 

And it may never beat again! 


Don't give me hollow tears 

Or empty cries of shame 

Don't try to turn away 

By throwing me the blame 

I stood before the world 

And gave you my soul 

And now I'm living in the rain! 


This is a clown's tale 

Falling over 

Again and again 

He paints his face 

With colours from the sun 

But he is lying in.... 

He is dying in.... 

He is crying in the rain