A Sad Clown

The stage was shared by a sad clown

Singing songs about his hometown

Oh some souls are homegrown and home-broken 

Growing into some out of place individual that's outspoken

I've been traveling between worlds lately

Wondering if she's called, or if she's missing me

My soul's resting behind a willow tree hidden in the south

Meanwhile my heart's in pieces coming out through my mouth

That's the ditch I died in that one night

I couldn't stay awake so close to a city shinning bright

Her voice sounded so weak behind her tears

What was I to do, leave her to succumb to my fears

I can't repress the memory of promising you

Saying I could stay, that I would for you too

But sneaking out to make good to otherworldly commitments

Daring fate, trying to take on the distance

We'll always find our love between hello and goodbye

There I'll be as long as you'll have me, giving it my best try

Leap of faith into a frying pan as hot as all hell

Looking in your eyes, it's the first time I ever felt halfway well

It's too long of a story to tell anymore

Of how I almost turned back after closing the door

A tear ripped its way down my cheek slowly

Because I knew you wouldn't have ever left me

Now here we are, a year after wrecking that car

Do you see the progress we've made, we came this far

But I've still found my salvation between hello and goodbye

And some nights all we can do is lay alone on the telephone and cry 

The stage was shared by a sad clown

Singing songs about his hometown

Oh some souls are homegrown and home-broken 

Growing into some out of place individual that's outspoken