Naked In The Rain

The clown sat speechless, looking in his mirror Unable to remember how to paint his face Staring at the image, slowly getting clearer Wondering if his fear or his heart would win the race When it dawns on you What it takes from you Living under clouds of pain There's a storm in you You don't know what to do Just when you think you're going insane You lie naked in the rain again Fluttering pages of faces No two alike Choice is your soul's moment For its light to strike --- Naked In The Rain - Crosby & Nash and Graham Nash