Sad Clown

Sarah McLachlan · Touch [1989]

A time so haunting, moonlight in the mist

Lay me down beside you, oh, as long as it lasts

From the river comes a figure, drifting slowly by

Trailing long the water, leaving softer than a sigh,

Softer than a sigh...



All the feelings, they remain like a still life

A dying swan song, forever lost your cries of glory



The rain is falling down like silence in a shroud

When all that really matters left to loose, I'm all alone,

I'm all alone...



All the feelings, they remain like a still life

A dying swan song, forever lost your cries of glory



Walking from the shadows a fear of sadness grows

Your heart is in your hands, your knowing looks

Our time is gone

My time is gone

Swan's dying song