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Nash:
It’s a memory made of a summer night that you hold and snuggle in your mind
The fiddle man has a sweet old song to that memory that he plays along
But in the shadows as it fades, the clown just smiles and softly waits
And the fiddle man pack up his case, before the clown can see his face

That sweet old memory hasnt long before its joy is almost gone
The bone white clown begins to move, moving slowly now to you
As summer time gives way to fall, his shoes come creeping down the hall
Can i get a kiss of bliss before the curtain call

Theres memories that will makе you cringe but there’s onеs you weep for once again
You grasp and clasp and wish for new but one day they will leave you
As time goes on that look of fear that every eye begins to wear
Conveyour belts, they hever stop, they carry you to that final stop

The fiddle man he makes you cry, but wears that fear too in his eye
He sees the clown and hears his shoes that walk right now, walk right towards you
You can clutch the covers, clurch them tight, that clown will just shut off the light
If you listen closely now my friend, you can hear his footsteps closing in

I painted my heart and some beauty too to leave some pretty, best i knew
Creation sweet and wild and mad, the finest moments i did have
I tried to love but think i might not have gotten it quite right
I tried and failed and tried anew, I tried to be a friend to you

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