Lyrics
How can one balance all these balls in the air
All contradictory, from hope to despair
The mind’s going crazy, but cannot think of what else
That one can do when growing from such hell
All these distractions, constantly preventing
From getting too close, too personal for asking
One is for work, first thing on everyone’s mind
Defining reality from hobbies on the side
Trying something new, will certainly fail
But still worth trying, keep from going stale
After all need to make a living, stand on my own two feet
I wish it were different, but need to eat and sleep
The master clown we can believe
Too foolish to know what can’t be
Forever playing sweet virtuosity
Juggling infinite realities
Can’t forget either, for being able to provide
For a few others, the more the merrier to ride
New friends to meet, maybe help for what’s needed
Providing a platform, to land when receding
Or building a nest, to help lighten the load
Stronger foundation for the place to call home
Always learning from others, cannot be missed either
So grateful when a higher perspective is seeded
Mixing it up, thinking, rhyming, and imaginations
Speeding fast forward new ideas exploration
From old to the new, sight, ears, combined
All together and one intertwined
The master clown we can believe
Too foolish to know what can’t be
Forever playing sweet virtuosity
Juggling infinite realities
Then taking from learned, combining my own
Putting down thoughts, problems, ideas for known
With no expectations other than some documentation
Of experiences with drops of muse inspiration
And maybe for a few others, if they see any value
Of sharing thoughts and ideas of internal reconcile
But to keep to myself, doesn’t seem quite enough
Does a tree make a sound when falling in the woods
Sing it loud and clear, surely someone will listen
Appreciating anything new for open audiences
Keeping the beat, strumming some chords
Ringing the bells for everyone on board
The master clown we can believe
Too foolish to know what can’t be
Forever playing sweet virtuosity
Juggling infinite realities
So at the end of the day, how can one manage
Everything needed to evolve in good conscience
One at a time, not through careless convenience
Struggling to live, a never ending staircase
Moments collected, from any way to define
The journey towards the light inside
Throw a ball, two and four, a flaming torch, knives galore
Dance and skip, dodge a stick, red clay bricks, apple cores
Bowling balls, crumbling walls, nobody falls, blind to see
No rules to stop, no counting here, to the stars, forgotten fears
The master clown we can believe
Too foolish to know what can’t be
Forever playing sweet virtuosity
Juggling infinite realities