Blue October — Retarded Disfigured Clown

Learning to love life by living through loss and mistakes Lessons learned, then gradually surfacing Letting go, stripping naked to scream I am not perfect, nor do I strive to be I am alive in this world of face-first falls and public breakdowns I'm a retarded, disfigured clown Dying to be heard through the simple art of letting this heavy wall finally fall I'm an equal being of no race or color A hallucination, if you will Sneaking into the lives of strangers, and letting them fall apart To a new rhythm just to feel better