Under the tears of A Clown

under the tears of a clown

under the tears of clown

lies a bitter soul

hangs to life by a thread

never sees the dawn

under the tears of a clown

lies a lost dream

ages by time

failed to be achieved

under the tears of a clown

lies a soring pain

like a poisoned drink

runs through his vein

under the tears of a clown

lies a fearless heart

acrobats on a tight robe

which they call art

under the tears of a clown

lies a sweet memory

of a face he lost

in some cemetery

under the tears of a clown

lies a fake smile

enters everyone's heart

leaves him dead inside

under the tears of a clown

lies an endless battle

accepts no compromise

started with cradle

under the tears of a clown

lies a choaking breath

made of pain

tortures his chest

under the tears of a clown

lies an old flower

blossomed by spring

shrivelled in summer

one year has gone

from a day with no sun

the clown was gone

with a bullet from a gun