Brent Kirby Silently Stepping Out Surreal
jester’s playing for applause ain’t no changing in the
laws
make em laugh or die don’t even stop to wonder why
queen is getting drunk again she’s been known to now
and then
busted jewels on a crooked crown somedays she feel just
like a clown
when you feel like you just don’t belong
hard to tell sometimes whether you are right or wrong
what you need what you want
what you have what you don’t
what’s your dream what you feel
what’s the truth truth for real
silently stepping out surreal
prince pretends that he don’t care he’s got down the
james dean stare
knows that he’s the one sometimes wishes he could run
king he seems the restless soul maintains complete
control
lies that don’t seem true always come back to haunt you
when you feel like you just don’t belong
hard to tell sometimes whether you are right or wrong
first knight doesn’t speak a word suit of armor looks
absurd
not a single spot that’s bare can you tell me why he
looks so scared
princess floats among the crowd all the passing suitors
bowed
hides her face away she’s more beautiful that way
when you feel like you just don’t belong
hard to tell sometimes whether you are right or wrong
