When you're walking down the empty road Feel like creeping, cold and bare And you're afraid of Scary-face Don't turn around since you may find him there
A fire of hope has turned smoke, The child to a man It's nothing but grey painting your way And one could ever tell...
Tell me why all the clowns have gone Tell me where they run Just when I close my eyes I can see them arise Fool tell me where did you go Foll tell me did you go away, all the clowns
On and on, tomorrow's yesterday No more tears allowed, you'll stand pain The child inside will die liberty Hope you don't mind that they will nail a frame A spark of a 'no' Rebellion and hope The fire of life I don't if you blame Don't feel ashamed Still I know them well