Eloquent Clown

You' re out of reach

and I'm choking on the distance

like a pilgrim with no place to rest

your's is the face that steals my breath

your's is the voice I can' t hear now

I'd like to meet your shadow

I'd like to spin her around

I only want to be your eloquent clown

but I feel like Ellen James when you come down

I drift off to sleep

but my spirit's growing restless

like a racehorse with no where to run

your's is the name that stings my tongue

you are the grace I dream of

In time you'll feel the same

You know I can't speak

and I' m stranded by this distance

like a pilgrim who craves heaven's test

your's is the name that stings my tongue

you are the place I dream of