The Two Clowns

I saw them standing there, with their hair flying in air Their eyes were circling the globe but half the story is yet to be told They were jumping in and out of the clouds with destiny trapped to their feet and sorrows running beneath their heels and the crafts men Flying above them and a pillar of clouds moving with them but they were unaware of what was propelling the skies, something in the deep Brought tears to their eyes while they witness the heavens flying by The man on the moon promise to come home soon, the man on the moon Will meet you at noon, the strings are twisted in the hub and universe is Moving from above and hope kept parachuting around the skies looking For a brand new direction to complete the globe, there is no more hidden surprise, everything is packaged for you to fly; the east is meeting with the west and the north is dancing with the south so follow the wind as it Move about, can you feel the warmth bursting through the clouds and the cold air spinning around the contours of the ship it is time to make music with your lips and fill the universe with a brand new pitch The two little clowns are stuck in the roof The two little clowns are walking with their hand in their shoes The two little clowns are floating in the air, the two little clowns have a profound message to share go to the sides and wait for me there.