Paroles de Some Clown
Am I out in limbo, less a man than a mannequin?Am I out on a limb, burning daylight pining patiently?
A claim's made that intent is a backhanded compliament
But I'm taking each step like a fresh faced endeavor.
"Hope springs eternal"
These are pointless words when they are engraved on a headstone.
But whould I recognize a corpse if I was one?
(Does it take one to know one?)
We can't see our graves as we're in them.
(Does it take one to know one?)
We can't see our graves as we're in them.
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