Send In The Clowns

Where beams of imagination play,The memory's soft figures melt away.Alexander Pope
Believe that you have it, and you have it.Latin Proverb
Imagine every day to be the last of a life surrounded with hopes, cares, anger, and fear. The hours that come unexpectedly will be so much more the grateful.Horace

Walk to PLMC with YKM and Daddy for service.
Headed over to work early.
Rushed off to training right after the preparation for this week was done.
It’s a real headache to have two combined into one.
Thank God for preparation time.
-psychotic laughter-
Brought the scripts home to mark. Gotta keep myself on the ball no?
-more psychotic laughter-
Training was straining due to the lack of energy.
Teaching is indeed rewarding when the pupil gets the point and remembers it.
Did my marking till early morning.
Accounts for why I am so tired I guess… HA!

Today’s class was small.
I like :)
Went home for lunch at Daddy’s request.
Then hurried down to WWS for the school program. I kinda fell asleep in the bus… oppz…
Session was good. The students were well behaved, but sadly I could not go wadding in the water due to my newly opened blisters.
*bleah*
It was a good day, save for TKM not feeling well… aiyo~
Thank You God all the same. :)

I was listening to one of my Dad’s CDs and came across of the song ‘Send In The Clowns’. Keep wondering where I’ve heard the song previously, along with who was the one who did the singing, but one thing is certain – I’ve never heard such a sad song.
I was wondering why the words are like that, so I went surfing for the reason behind that play’s song. Then I found myself bawling my eyes out.
-laughs out loud-
Can feel my eyes turning red every time I hear the words being sung, or whenever I think about the explanation of the lyrics.
Do take note; I have no affection for clowns whatsoever. I really do not like them, for many reasons…that aside, the usage of the clown in this song makes it all the more moving when the words are understood.
Then again, the singer plays a very important role in how the song is felt. Depending on the emotions of the song, it can be given either a sensation of regret or bitterness at the turn of events in the person’s life.
Like any other song, there are a few explanations behind the lyrics but one thing remains the same, it’s a sad song.
It has been rerecorded quite a few times since it was first released (before I was born *hyakhyak*) but every rendition has somehow managed to achieve the same effect.
So without further ado, here are the lyrics.
Don’t cry ok?

SEND IN THE CLOWNS
Isn't it rich, are we a pair?
Me here at last on the ground,
You in mid-air.
Send in the clowns.
Isn't it bliss, don't you approve?
One who keeps tearing around
One who can't move
Where are the clowns?
Send in the clowns.
Just when I'd stopped opening doors,
Finally knowing the one that I wanted was yours.
Making my entrance again with my usual flair,
Sure of my lines;
No one is there.
Don't you love farce?
My fault I fear,
I thought that you'd want what I want,
Sorry my dear
But where are the clowns
Quick, send in the clowns
Don't bother, they're here.
Isn't it rich, isn't it queer
Losing my timing this late in my career
And where are the clowns
there ought to be clowns
Well, maybe next year.


Anyone need a tissue?
I’ve still got some.

^-^