Script For A Jesters Tear Lyrics - Fish

So here I am once more in the playground of the broken hearts 

One more experience, one more entry in a diary, self-penned. 

Yet another emotional suicide, overdosed on sentiment and pride 

Too late to say I love you, too late to restage the play 

Abandoning the relics in my playground of yesterday 

I'm losing on the swings, I'm losing on the roundabouts 

Too much, too soon, too far to go 

Too late to play, the game is over 

Yet another emotional suicide overdosed on sentiment and pride 

I'm losing on the swings, I'm losing on the roundabouts 

The game is over 

Too late to say I love you, too late to restage the play 

The game is over 

I act the role in classic style 

Of a martyr carved with a twisted smile 

To bleed the lyric for this song 

To write the rites to right my wrongs 

An epitaph to a broken dream 

To exorcise this silent scream 

A scream that's borne from sorrow 

I never did write that love song 

The words just never seemed to flow 

Now sad in reflection 

Did I gaze through perfection 

And examine the shadows on the other side of morning 

And examine the shadows on the other side of mourning 

Promised wedding now a wake 

The fool escaped from paradise will look over his shoulder and cry 

Sit and chew on daffodils and struggle to answer why? 

As you grow up and leave the playground 

Where you kissed your prince and found your frog 

Remember the jester that showed you tears, 

The script for tears 

So I'll hold my peace forever when you wear your bridal gown 

In the silence of my shame, the mute that sang the siren's song 

Has gone solo in the game, I've gone solo in the game 

But the game is over 

Can you still say you love me