The head in a circle cloud

And a foot on the ground
Life as a merry go round
A Carousel with a big shroud

Walking on a tight rope
With fear of the height
Walking for the hope,
To stay longer in sight.

Descending from a trapeze sky
For an audience to inspire
Descending from a bar to high
Just for retaining the fire.

Once alone in the dark
Haunted by faces of clowns
When the world's coming apart
Among many swirling sounds.

Smile. Smile in your circus of life
Beware, everything has a price.
Smile. Smile little puppet on a string,
Only the ringmaster knows the ending.

High on anxiety, and ready to pop
The life is a series of shows
Under the blue big top
What happens next, no one knows

Smile. Smile at this theatrical universe
Who knows from where, comes that curse
Life is like a circus.
And Thoughts spreading like a virus.

Smile. Smile little marionette, smile for the shows
You will have to wait until the whistle blows.
Smile. Smile little puppet on a string,
Only the ringmaster knows the ending.

Original .mid by YOHAN BARD