To begin but not complete

To sleep but not to wake

To always be lost and

Never find the way

No thoughts or memory

No hope or tragedy



A mirror waits for a

Reflection of a face

To hit the ground and know

The sound

Trial by mistake

Death's a crown we wear

Around

Like a smile on a face



They will never hate or

Lie

They will never break or

Try

They will never break or

Cry

They will never wave

Goodbye



A silence that would not

Break

The loss of a face

The face of a woman that

Arrived much too late

I break down and she sees

The clowns

I used to hide away

Death to clowns all their

Crowns

And the smiles on their

Face



They will never break or

Try

They will never hate or

Lie

They will never say or

Smile

They will never break or

Cry



Neenah Menasha will wait

Neenah Menasha . Neenah

Menasha

Will wait



I break down and she sees

The clowns

I used to hide away

Death to clowns and all

Their crowns

And the smiles on their

Face

They will never hate or

Lie

They will never break or

Try

They will never break or

Cry

They will never wave

Goodbye