Dick Valentine — Clown Cake

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Do you remember the clown cake?
Do you remember the heartache?
Do you remember what you gave?
For the give-and-take

Do you recall being unable to recall?
You took the standing off for nothing at all
Do you remember how you were coached to let me take the fall?

You best believe I know
You’ll be buried under feet of snow
Unless the reaper gets bored and lets you go
And just keeps you in his shadow
(Yeah)

Did you return from the emptiness?
Strapped on the roof of the bus you missed
Did you even care that I wrapped this up?
When I gave you this

Did you consider every possible ending?
For the life stories of the sheep you’re tending
Did you only think my mind existed for your mind-bending?

You thought for sure that you knew
Now you’re finding out how crow taste in your stew
Amongst the wreckage of the loves that died in you
Of the seeds for a star

I buried my nose in your books to uncover your weaknesses
I know you’d trade off those gangly looks
To take a lover from your nephew’s nieces
After feasting on your fire
Another piece of cake would be a mistake (oh, whoa)

Did you surrender your right to life?
Your neck balanced on a dull-edged knife?
Or did you slip out undetected with a watchman’s wife?

So raise your glass before the heads get rolled
I grant you this, man, it never gets old
I watch you fade into the boundless mist of stories never told

You best believe, I believe
You’ll be on me like a cheap suit for a brief
I will graduate and then take your leave
And get on with frosting my clown cake
Hey!