send in the clowns
CLOWNS: speakers of the truth; trickster -- creator of the world; defenders against the evil spirits.i've looked at clowns from both sides now
from fools to frights and still somehow
it's clowns illusions i recall --
i really don't know clowns at all.
What kind of fool am IWho never fell in love
It seems that I'm the only one
that I have been thinking of
What kind of man is this?An empty shell--
A lonely cell in which
an empty heart must dwell
What kind of lips are theseThat lied with every kiss
That whispered empty words of love
that left me alone like this
Why can't I fall in loveLike any other man
And maybe then I'll know
what kind of fool I am.
What kind of clown am I?What do I know of life?
Why can't I cast away the mask of play
and live my life?
Why can't I fall in loveTill I don't give a damn
And maybe then
I'll know what kind of fool I am
Anthony Newley •
Stop the World, I Want to Get Off
Labels: anthony newley, clowns, hans lindenstaedt, herbert paus, paul scheurich, ros, roubille, smokey robinson
posted by lotusgreen at 11:43 AM
2 Comments:
What an intriguing post and such a voice. Why are you thinking of clowns? It couldn't be the politics of our state could it? :)
Hope all is well with you Lotusgreen. It's been a cold summer so far and hope it warms up. Take care
it started with the pierrot post, and i have tried and can't remember what prompted that one.
it may have just been the finding of so many images on the subject and looking into them.
then, you know, the old unconscious starts making connections and the next thing you know all hell breaks loose.
i rather like the cooler days--makes it niceer to work in the garden. i think somebody should come see it.
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hi, and thanks so much for stopping by. i spend all too much time thinking my own thoughts about this stuff, so please tell me yours. i thrive on the exchange!
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