Cause memories fade and walk away
Just like another damned cliche
Cause still all clocks on earth'll go tick
And i would never say what's left to speak.

Flying in a circle of truth or dare
Hugging the skies i'll never share
Cause no one's there to point me down
To place my feet tight on the ground

And sometimes there's a fading voice
It seems it's giving me a choice;
To seek which is reality,
Crazyness, or sanity

Learned one thing right, along the gore
I am no more a clown of war
When everthing seemed turned to black
When i look up, and there's no way back
I'm no clown of war.