Your painted smile hides you still
While you search yourself within
Yesterday and tomorrow's found
Fused as one upon solid ground
As all around you the milling crowd
Confuse themselves with raging sounds
And their love's forgetfulness abounds
So be thankful for your greasepaint clown
If loneliness wears the crown
Of the veteran cosmic rocker
Writer(s): Ray Thomas
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