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Bound Again for Sealike Limelights

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The clock ticks on
I’m ready for the ring
The house cheer on for me
 
Bound again for sealike limelights
Bound again with anguish of mine
Floodlights are blinding, and trumpets blare out
Everyone waits, try your luck, acrobat
It’s death that I dice with
Deathly bold is my stunt
Everyone freezes
All goes quiet around
Hearing the violin
Ladies sigh to the tune
Smiling they’ll utter
“Brave buffoon!”
Yes, buffoon, acrobat – so what now?
Let me have this nickname from bluebloods
So detached, far from me, they must be, they must be
Never will they shake hands with me
 
The bow is down, and the melody’s all over
My horse is sprinting
Inside the sand ring
It rains sweet flowers in bouquets down from the circles
The stunt is finished, the lights go out
And there is no one here by my side
 
The blooms get wilted, they leave petals on sand
And no one knows how lonely I am
Through night and blizzard, I am destined to roam
No window’s lighted that would welcome me home
I’m so exhausted by the warmth of strange hearths
Where is that loved one who will give me her heart
I know not love care, I’m concealing my pain
To have a mask on is my grim fate
 

Again Over There Into The Ocean of Light (Aria of Mister X)

The clock is ticking fast
I am ready to come out
Arena is calling for me...
 
Again over there into the ocean of light
Despite my despair I must thrill and excite
Intense is the limelight, fanfare’s at full blast
The audience applauding, be brave the gymnast!
Defying the death
Courageous and brave is my stunt
Everyone’s silent
My statement is blunt
Listening to the violin
The ladies will keep their cool
They’ll say with a smile:
“A courageous fool!”
Yes, I am a jester, a fool, a stuntman
Those are names chosen for me by the noblemen
So aloof, disengaged they will not comprehend
They will never stretch a helping hand …
 
The bow is down and the melody is over
My horse is flying
And horrifying
The rain of flowers - fragrant are the flying bouquets
But stunt is over, the lights are down
And there is none to remain around…
The flowers dropping petals right on the sand
Alone and lonely is my path in dreamland
Through night and thunder I am destined to walk
This sad existence is my barren bedrock
I am drained from watching the other men’s lives
O, will I ever have a home and a wife?
Unloved and bitter I will swallow my pain
In mask forever – is my endless reign!
 
V.L. (Vesper Lynd) aka Eva Trussell