Stenian

Tragicomic

When everything is black
And the clowns have all gone home
You're left standing in the middle of the stage
And you know that you're all alone
The clouds are made of acid and the rain is coming down
And the puddle that you stand in is the only one around
Then the colors start to fade and the blue will turn to grey
And you should run away
In the darkness
The relentless alcoholics
Are the solace that you seek
And the smile that you see is
The blinding parody
Of the soulless life you lead
And you know that you are not asleep
When everything is fading
And the clowns are all that remain
In your tragicomic life you know
It's driving you insane
The clouds are made of acid and the rain is coming down
And the puddle that you stand in is the only one around
Then the colors start to fade and the blue will turn to grey
And you should run away
And the road you're walking
Is a dead end waiting
When the life you're leading
Is the path you're taking...
And when all that's left is
All that you're making
You kick and scream but
You're still not waking.
Deep in the darkness
The relentless alcoholics
Are the solace that you seek
And the smile that you see is
The blinding parody
Of the soulless life you lead
And you know that you are not asleep
Deep in the darkness
The relentless alcoholics
Are the solace that you seek
And the smile that you see is
The blinding parody
Of the soulless life you lead