It circles the night sky,
a kite without strings.
No learning to fly,
isn't that our life?
Full of up and downs,
filled with a tragedy
of unrepentant Clowns.
It circles the night sky,
a kite without strings.
No learning to fly,
isn't that our life?
Full of up and downs,
filled with a tragedy
of unrepentant Clowns.