
The Sad Clown
Dark cabaret, theatrical folk rock
Varegg·3:29

3:29
The Sad Clown
Dark cabaret, theatrical folk rock
Creator: VareggRelease Date: March 27, 2025
Lyrics
[Sometimes we all wear masks and it can be difficult to see the person behind it]
[Verse 1]
Big red nose and painted grin
They cheer the moment I walk in
Juggling jokes and spinning lies
They never look beyond my eyes
The children laugh, the parents sigh
But no one asks the “who” behind the “why”
[Chorus]
And when the curtains close
I’m just a shadow in repose
Dinner for one, silence too loud
Take off the wig, escape the crowd
The mirror sees me—no applause
Just painted cracks and hidden flaws
[Verse 2]
Once I danced with stars in my eyes
Now I mime through love’s goodbyes
Her voice still echoes through my act
But joy’s a skill I learned to mask
The makeup hides the mess I’ve grown
It’s hard to cry when you’re alone
[Bridge]
Some nights I dream I disappear
Like smoke that drifts beyond the pier
Would anyone recall my name
The jester lost behind the game
[Final Chorus]
And when the curtains close
No spotlight follows where I go
No punchline left, no “see you soon”
Just one more clown beneath the moon
I smile for them, then sigh for me
The laugh is loud, but never free
[Verse 1]
Big red nose and painted grin
They cheer the moment I walk in
Juggling jokes and spinning lies
They never look beyond my eyes
The children laugh, the parents sigh
But no one asks the “who” behind the “why”
[Chorus]
And when the curtains close
I’m just a shadow in repose
Dinner for one, silence too loud
Take off the wig, escape the crowd
The mirror sees me—no applause
Just painted cracks and hidden flaws
[Verse 2]
Once I danced with stars in my eyes
Now I mime through love’s goodbyes
Her voice still echoes through my act
But joy’s a skill I learned to mask
The makeup hides the mess I’ve grown
It’s hard to cry when you’re alone
[Bridge]
Some nights I dream I disappear
Like smoke that drifts beyond the pier
Would anyone recall my name
The jester lost behind the game
[Final Chorus]
And when the curtains close
No spotlight follows where I go
No punchline left, no “see you soon”
Just one more clown beneath the moon
I smile for them, then sigh for me
The laugh is loud, but never free
