I DREAMED I SAW A CIRCUS CLOWN

WHOSE FACE SHOWED NOTHING MORE THAN A PAINTED SMILE

AND HE BATTLED TO DANCE
BECAUSE HE FELT SO DOWN
ALL HIS CHILDREN HAD FORGOTTEN HOW TO DANCE

I MET AN AGING RAGGED MAN

WHO SAVED ALL DREAMS IN A BEGGARS TIN
AND HE JUST SEEMED TO STARE
AND SEEMED ANAWARE
AS HE SLIPPED INTO THE BOTTLE IN HIS HAND

I OFTEN SEEM TO WONDER

WHERE HAPPINESS HAS GONE
AND HAVE WE CAST ASSUNDER
OUR DAYS BENEATH THE SUN

RUNNING BY WAS A BUSY MAN

WHO COUNTED HIS WEALTH, BY A HEAP OF GOLD
HE LIVED ON TOP OF HILL
BUT THEN WAS SUDDENLY ILL
AND HE COULDNT EVEN BUY ANOTHER DAY