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?