it should be noted by a clown
no laughter flows around
just the water rushing past
under foot
and with a wind as mighty, still
as the ink under my quill
there is smoke
there is fire
there is soot
words and music
words and music
it should be noted by a clown
no laughter flows around
just the water rushing past
under foot
and with a wind as mighty, still
as the ink under my quill
there is smoke
there is fire
there is soot
