Mixed in the crowd, he'll ask you for some crumbs
The jester
The aftermath of the past
On his back
Between sobs and laughter
His soul wants to scream
He realized that life does not always rhyme
Behind his cheerful disguise he drowns in tears
Cries the one that used to laugh all the time
Hand-drawn smiles to be free
And after work he has nowhere to go
The jester
He hums a song about the love
Of his past
Drinks wine in a corner
While waiting for the dream
He realized that life does not always rhyme
Behind his cheerful disguise he drowns in tears
Cries the one that used to laugh all the time
Hand-drawn smiles to be free
Follow your dreams, jester, fool
Jester, fool (jester, fool)
He realized that life does not always rhyme
Behind his cheerful disguise he drowns in tears
Cries the one that used to laugh all the time
Hand-drawn smiles to be free
He realized that life does not always rhyme
Behind his cheerful disguise he drowns in tears
Cries the one that used to laugh all the time
Hand-drawn smiles ... and forever he could be free