You sit in dignity,
Despite your unkempt hair
Surrounded by broken dolls,
You just don't seem to care.
Keep that anger
You'll need it real soon.
Just be careful, don't let it
Consume you.
Chorus
I hope I haven't steered you wrong.
Have I only shown you?
The noble art of the clown?
To risk all and not be found.
You stand in dignity,
Despite your unkempt hair,
Turning circles, talking to
The empty air.
You turn the world upside down,
Find the good, come up for air.
You've got me thinking.
I don't have to despair.
Chorus
I hope I haven't steered you wrong.
Have I only shown you?
The noble art of the clown?
To risk all and not be found.
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My Papi's Mid-life Crisis
RandomI'm forty two and in danger of falling through the cracks of mediocrity; also known as a midlife crisis. I don't drive, so I can't buy a fancy car to fix it. I love my wife, so I can't have an affair with another woman. This book is part of my attem...
