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At Least (At Last)
© 2007 by Joe Strell
Hello, my sad clown
I've seen you around
There ain't nothing here
To make you feel at home
You could walk away
Lose yourself today
But life ain't that clear
When you are all alone
What else can be said?
At least at last you...
The birds have all gone
In search of the dawn
Hoping they might find
The time to take a rest
Lost without a friend
So near to the end
Ease a troubled mind
The way you think is best
What else can be said?
At least at last you...
Hello, my sad clown
With nowhere up from down
The pain you feel is real
Too real to be denied
So much left to say
Words that melt dismay
Seal a last appeal
When hope has been resigned
What else can be said?
At least at last you...
Hello, my sad clown
Where are you now?
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