I have become a silent movie The hero killed the clown
Can't make a sound
Nobody knows what he's doing Still hanging around
Can't make a sound
The slow motion moves me The monologue means nothing to me
Bored in a role, but he can't stop Standing up to sit back down And lose the one thing found Spinning the world like a toy top Untill there's a ghost in every town
Can't make a sound
Eyes locked and shining Can't you tell me what's happening?
Why should you want any other When you're a world within a world?