The Portrait of the Crying Clown

The Portrait of the Crying Clown

Long, Long time ago I traveled in a three ringed circus show

Sweeping spotlights from a dark and dusty floor

As I made the people laugh I cried for more

But the tears they never could erase a perfect painted face

And it was all a masquerade cause every time the lights went down the smile would fade

And it wasn’t even worth the pennies paid

To see an actor just act upon a stage

Cause what they were after was the laughter of the heart

The only missing part

And now the Crying Clown

He travels to the towns

Giving back to them the smile he never found

Cause through the aging years buried under all those tears

He finally found the only missing part

The Laughter of the Heart

After all those years here I stand within the circus of my fears

The seats are empty, there’s not a single soul in sight

But in the center ring I stand laughing in the light

You see I finally found the most important part

The Laughter of the Heart