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Send in the Clowns

Isn't it rich? Are we a pair?
Me here at last on the ground, you in mid-air
Send in the clowns
 
Isn't it bliss? Don't you approve?
One who keeps tearing around, one who can't move
Where are the clowns?
Send in the clowns
 
Just when I'd stopped opening doors
Finally knowing the one that I wanted was yours
Making my entrance again with my usual flair
Sure of my lines
No one is there
 
Don't you love farce? My fault, I fear
I thought that you'd want what I want - sorry, my dear
But where are the clowns?
Quick, send in the clowns
Dont bother, they're here
 
Isn't it rich? Isn't it queer?
Losing my timing this late in my career
But where are the clowns?
There ought to be clowns
Well, maybe next year
 
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Blood Brothers

And if you're taking a walk through the garden of life
What do you think you'd expect you would see?
Just like a mirror reflecting the moves of your life
And in the river reflections of me
 
Just for a second a glimpse of my father I see
And in a movement he beckons to me
And in a moment the memories are all that remain
And all the wounds are reopening again
 
We're blood brothers, we're blood brothers
We're blood brothers, we're blood brothers
 
And as you look all around at the world in dismay
What do you see, do you think we have learned
Not if you're taking a look at the war-torn affray
Out in the streets where the babies are burned
 
We're blood brothers, we're blood brothers
We're blood brothers, we're blood brothers
 
There are times when I feel I'm afraid for the world
There are times I'm ashamed of us all
When you're floating on all the emotion you feel
And reflecting the good and the bad
 
Will we ever know what the answer to life really is?
Can you really tell me what life is?
Maybe all the things that you know that are precious to you
Could be swept away by fate's own hand
 
We're blood brothers, we're blood brothers
We're blood brothers, we're blood brothers
 
When you think that we've used all our chances
And the chance to make everything right
Keep on making the same old mistakes
Makes untipping the balance so easy
When we're living our lives on the edge
Say a prayer on the book of the dead
 
We're blood brothers, we're blood brothers
We're blood brothers, we're blood brothers
 
And if you're taking a walk through the garden of life....
 

Home

This world is not what it was meant to be
All this pain, all this suffering
There’s a better place waiting for me
In heaven

Every tear will be wiped away
Every sorrow and sin erased
We’ll dance on seas of amazing grace
In heaven, in heaven
I'm going

Home
Where the streets are golden
Every chain is broken
Oh I wanna go
Oh I wanna go

Home
Where every fear is gone
I’m in Your open arms
Where I belong
Home

Lay down my burdens, I lay down my past
I run to Jesus, no turning back
Thank God Almighty, I’ll be free at last
In heaven, in heaven
I'm going

Home
Where the streets are golden
Every chain is broken
Oh I wanna go
Oh I wanna go

Home
Where every fear is gone
I’m in Your open arms
Where I belong

Blinded eyes
Will finally see
The dead will rise
On the shores of eternity

The trump will sound
The angels will sing
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
I am goin’

Home
Where the streets are golden
Every chain is broken
Oh I wanna go
Oh I wanna go

Home
Where every fear is gone
I’m in Your open arms
Where I belong
Where I belong

I’m goin' Home
I'm goin' Home
I’m on my way Home
I’m goin' Home

A Hazy Shade of Winter

Time, time, time, see what's become of me
While I looked around for my possibilities.

I was so hard to please.
Don't look around,
The leaves are brown,
And the sky is a hazy shade of winter.

Hear the Salvation Army band
Down by the riverside's,
There's bound to be a better ride
Than what you've got planned

Carry your cup in your hand
And look around,
Leaves are brown, now
And the sky is a hazy shade of winter.

Hang on to your hopes, my friend,
That's an easy thing to say
But if your hopes should pass away
Simply pretend that you can build them again.

Look around
The grass is high
The fields are ripe
It's the springtime of my life.

Seasons change with the scenery
Weaving time in a tapestry
Won't you stop and remember me
At any convenient time?

Funny, how my memory skips
While looking over manuscripts
Of unpublished rhyme
Drinking my vodka and lime.

I look around
Leaves are brown, now
And the sky is a hazy shade of winter
Look around
Leaves are brown
There's a patch of snow on the ground
Look around
Leaves are brown
There's a patch of snow on the ground
Look around
Leaves are brown
There's a patch of snow on the ground...

Drought

Summer move forward and stitch me the fabric of fall
Wrap life in the brilliance of death to humble us all
How sweet is the day,
I'm craving a darkness
As I sit tucked away with my back to the wall

And the taste of dried up hopes in my mouth
And the landscape of merry and desperate drought
How much longer dear angels
Let winter light come
And spread your white sheets over my empty house

Summer move forward and leave your heat anchored in dust
Forgotten him, cheated him, painted illusions of lust
Now language escape, fugitive of forgiveness
Leaving as trace only circles of rust

And the taste of dried up hopes in my mouth
And the landscape of merry and desperate drought
How much longer dear angels
Come break me with ice
Let the water of calm trickle over my doubts

Come let me drown
Angels, no fire, no salt on the plow
Carry me down
Bury me down

And the taste of dried up hopes in my mouth
And the landscape of merry and desperate drought
Once I knew myself, and with knowing came love
I would know love again if I had faith enough

Too far is next spring and her jubilant shout
So angels inside is the only way out