Wonderland was a small street in the city of clowns
I tought I'd never return so down
Lurid lights flowing over empty buildings
where Delilah sings her songs of love
In my room some whiskey in the mornings
I try to pen my apologies
Im so alone...
I read the share of minds of love off the wall
Yeah im so alone, so alone I felt the insides of my heart fly down
Fly alone and rest before the dawn
Fly alone I am an lifeless clown
Walking, talking alone, past fading serpents of joy
I find tranquility... I don't know
And some friendliness from the women, the ugly dolphins
and then again the typically insane
And who am I to speak of the strange disaffection
within the pleasures of this fucked up day
So alone.. (so alone man)
I read the share of minds of love off the wall
Yeah I'm so alone, so alone I felt the insides of my heart turn to stone
Fly alone and rest before the dawn
Fly alone it read the day I was born
In my room for once in my life I'm not suicidal
Fly alone I am an lifeless clown
So the feeling ramifies its vision
under the burning sounds of my meditation
and maybe someday when we wake up in the morning
we'll see that everything is beautiful through the eyes of a lifeless clown
