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
till 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?