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(hahaha... ahahaha!)
Beneath the cracked asphalt,
where the rainwater flows
He paints on a smile
that everybody knows
With a balloon of red,
drifting in the damp air
You'll find him waiting
under the town square
Step
on
down into
the
cold
(down,
down)
Watch
the
silver threads unfold
Come join the dance,
we all float down here
Lost in the shadows of a hundred-year fear With a grin so
wide and eyes so cold
You'll be another story never told
He feeds on the panic,
he drinks in the fright
A shifting shape
in the dead
of the night
From the ancient well to the house
on Neibolt Street
You can hear the rhythm
of his dancing feet (pitter-patter)
Time to float... time to float... (hahaha!)
We all float... (giggle)