Wonderland was a small street in the city of clowns

I tought I'd never return so down

Lurid lights flowing over empty buildings

where Delilah sings her songs of love

In my room some whiskey in the mornings

I try to pen my apologies



Im so alone...

I read the share of minds of love off the wall

Yeah im so alone, so alone I felt the insides of my heart fly

down



Fly alone and rest before the dawn

Fly alone I am an lifeless clown



Walking, talking alone, past fading serpents of joy

I find tranquility... I don't know

And some friendliness from the women, the ugly dolphins

and then again the typically insane

And who am I to speak of the strange disaffection

within the pleasures of this fucked up day



So alone.. (so alone man)

I read the share of minds of love off the wall

Yeah I'm so alone, so alone I felt the insides of my heart

turn to stone



Fly alone and rest before the dawn

Fly alone it read the day I was born

In my room for once in my life I'm not suicidal

Fly alone I am an lifeless clown



So the feeling ramifies its vision

under the burning sounds of my meditation

and maybe someday when we wake up in the morning

we'll see that everything is beautiful through the eyes of

a lifeless clown