Waltzing Clown

Waltzing Clown

WHOOO

I dream of going to town
All made up in cheekbone red
Surprise on every street corner
Disguise in every thread

I dance as I weep and I joke as I frown
I sing as I sleep as I wind myself down

A mirror catches me falling
A saxophone plays my tune
My teeth are really appalling
My hair a typhoon

I'm nimble and fit and I aim to astound
I fumble and trip as I tumble around

My clothes are all rags and my shoe soles are bare
I balance myself on your feet in mid-air