SubtextArtist : Zeke And The Popo

Crying besides his shadow
As he watched the news on the telly
Yesterday will be hanged today
Gazing outside the meadow
A band of circus play in town
He will be joining them soon
Up on pedestal board
While he easily swing
He forgets about his worries and his doubts
Down to the killing ground
He lets go his bar
How the gravity has won his love again
Nothing is worse than a lie
Escape through the window
"I'm sorry dear, I'm sorry" he said to her
She stood and stare at the dead body's there
And could not move a hair
The end is here for yesterday
Nothing is worse than a lie