Dewey Kincade

Lyrics

I'm wearing the mask- the mask of the clown,
And unfortunately it's a familiar face,
I come into the room with a smile and a dance,
And I leave just a s fast without a trace,
And I'll juggle knives, and I'll swallow fire,
I'll walk the tightrope for everyone to see,
I'll lighten your heart, and ease the pain,
I'll give you my magic 'cause it don't work for me.

And in the middle of a line,
It penetrates the laugh,
And I wonder all the time,
What did I have?
What do I have?

I feel like I'm always running, racing my heart,
But I never know where I'm running to,
It's a movement in the distance, a carnival,
Something so great that I'm not getting closer to,
So I stop and I start, I twist and I turn,
All for that moment of mysterious ecstasy,
And then despair rolls around, and I'm down for the count,
And I try not think on what will never be,

And as I roll on the ground,
Too tired to react,
It finds me once more,
What did I have?
What do I have?

I'm a master of distraction from satisfaction,
'Cause interaction leaves me cold,
SO I work with the mirrors fashioning music,
Words I can hold,
I try to sing of truth but hunger and restlessness,
Are the only truths I know,
But the people are fooled, they applaud when I sing,
They give me their money after the show.

They say that they knew,
All the things that I've said,
I don't know myself,
What did I have?
What do I have?

So I wander the night, alone with the streets,
And sometimes I reach for another hand,
I turn to a light; I turn to a voice,
I'm turning so many times I don't know where I stand,
And I look into eyes, and I look into glass,
And I look and I look and I look until I disappear,
But I'm good at giving up, I'm good at letting go,
It's the one thing I never feared,

The gates have been opened,
And there's no good or bad,
And I try not to think,
What did I have?
What do I have?