Hello old friend,let me lay my head down,
snuggle back into the comfort that is you.
Didn't expect me back quite so soon eh?
Ah Well! Such is the life of a foolish clown.
Dreams are ever shattered with the coming of the dawn
this day is heavy and overcast in darkening shadows,
greyness surrounds despite the brightness of the sun
My bid for freedom has ended and so has my time of fun.
It was good whilst it lasted, and for that I shall ever be glad
it will furnish me with fond memories in the lonely days ahead
I shall always remember the good times I had
They'll be something to hold onto to remind me of happier times
when I'm tossed and torn apart within my lonely fears
They'll be a comfort to dry up my torrential tears
Tears and memories now my only companions
I see the indentation remains where I used to lay my head
the softness of satin, velvet and lace
something in which to hide my tearful face.
My cushions, companions during those lonely mournful years
Somehow it is comforting,
sad and hauntingly familiar
to know some things never change
and with resignation I replace my head
The teardrop falls so silently and soaks into the cloth
as I look about my cage of captivity
its golden bars, ornate and prettily decorated
and realise my bid for freedom was an act of stupid futility
Returned I am, captured and replaced
by the very one who set me free, he's shut me in and closed the door
somehow I never expected that he would do that to me
but tho' I understand his reasoning I'm still not wholly sure
He states I must hold my head high,
walk my path in truth, and in dignity
uphold my honour and my name
and I won't lose the game.
Sound and pure his love, protection only does he seek for me
my time is not yet for freedom,
I must hold patience for a while more
but still it was so hard to see him closing that gilded door
My love, clothe me in captivity, cover me in protection if you must
in you I hold the deepest trust,
but do a favour for me?
Please don't lock me in, throw away the key!
