Like the clowns we laughed at life
We would joke about the day
But we forgot that just like a clown
The make up is removed by tears
In my life, I would brave the high wire
If I fell you would be my safety net
But now alone, I will walk the tightrope
Putting on a brave face, my net is gone
We were acrobats when we made our love
We flew through the air, catching each other
But now when I attempt to take that leap
I can see that that space you had is empty
I am the ringmaster now of my destiny
Sitting here all alone in this heartbreak circus
But this circus is closed now, it can never open
Now alone I will enter the cage, and face my lions
copyright Chris Smith 2010
Jan 18, 2010
Jan 18, 2010 at 7:19 PM UTC
Like the clowns we laughed at life
We would joke about the day
But we forgot that just like a clown
The make up is removed by tears
In my life, I would brave the high wire
If I fell you would be my safety net
But now alone, I will walk the tightrope
Putting on a brave face, my net is gone
We were acrobats when we made our love
We flew through the air, catching each other
But now when I attempt to take that leap
I can see that that space you had is empty
I am the ringmaster now of my destiny
Sitting here all alone in this heartbreak circus
But this circus is closed now, it can never open
Now alone I will enter the cage, and face my lions
copyright Chris Smith 2010
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