Stephen Bard - Endless Blue Horizon

The juggler offers a kid five bucks
To pull the wig off the head of a clown in a tux
The clown so fried and frustrated he chucks
His game face into the sea
The soulless shell of a man don't float
A luxury liner's nothing more than a boat
But one thing I noticed enough to take note of
In the slow reality
An endless blue horizon
Unaware of me
It was here as the tired old jazz trio played
With obscene amounts of dessert on parade
That the juggler's assistant claimed he never gets laid
And complains through lame comedy
Nothing to do but retire to bed
The terminal email already dead
But visions of cherubic cheeks in my head
Kept me from getting to sleep
An endless blue horizon
Unaware of me
Spooned against the unforgiving bowl
Feeling suicidal
Even hate my rock and roll
I stumbled through the minefield long enough to find some coal
To light the stove so I could see
And in the morning
I was visited by a ray of sunshine wearing shades
And he stayed with me all day
By the time I re-embarked I knew that I could play
All those joyful melodies
An endless blue horizon
Unaware of me
How I got here I don't really know
My bags are all packed
You know I'm ready to go
Would it be cliché of me to say I love you so?
I love you I love you baby I love you
When you see me again wipe these tears from my eyes
For your beauty is far deeper than I even realized
Usually reserved for the sea or the sky
Not this cruel mortality
So lay me down in this beautiful bed
With visions of cherubic cheeks in my head
I only hope that even after I am dead
Your eyes are what I see
An endless blue horizon
Waiting there for me
An endless blue horizon
Waiting there for me

Written by:
Stephen Bard

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