Teary eyes and police lines, I can’t forget
arriving at a tragic scene full of regret
Bullets were fired as dreams faded away
Why didn’t I just go home that day?

I will always dread Judas’ day of August
Forever will haunt me, you whom I lost
I should’ve been there to say goodbye
Now it’s too late and all I can do is cry

Our memories are all that remain
Your demise will be my greatest pain
As I lay by your stone I can’t help but wonder
Would my life be different if you were here my father?

Here he is again with his so-called comicality
That big, fat clown with an annoying personality
Acting like the whole world is his stage
Yet no one knows his life’s other page

It’s another day and the clown plays his part
No room for sadness because show’s about to start
Laughter bursts for their own selfish joys
Treating him like one of their toys

As the curtains close, he removes his mask
Staring at all the mirrors, his reflections ask
“Why fool yourself, when you’re really just sad?”
“People think you’re crazy, you’re just the comedy they never had!”

Darkness awaits to conquer the sky
As the sun sets down and bids goodbye
We will gaze upon the stars of the night
As we hold hands under the moon’s light

She was alone, damaged and broken
Lips filled with words unspoken
Her very soul conquered by fear
The least she did was to shed a tear

She bore the agony of a traumatic past
Nightmares haunted her like they’ll never last
Her precious innocence shattered like a glass
Her childhood slipped away as moments passed

But she grew stronger than ever before
Her lips were in silence no more
She learned to speak of that dreadful day
She stood up, looked back, and put the past away

I don’t have any flowers they were never my thing
I don’t have any songs I don’t know how to sing
All I know is your heart is mine to mend
I’ll be yours and yours alone until my life’s end