Richard Shindell Follow

I'm a juggler out in traffic
Just another clown
Throwing fire at the sky
You are facing forward
Heading out of town
Just waiting for the light

Here together in the street
The way it is, we never meet
Red goes green and you go by

I used to go 'round for the change
I'd go from car to car
With my jester's cap in hand
When I tried to catch your eye
You'd always look away
And rush to roll your window up

I never lingered there for long
Time the light and move along
But red go green and you'd go by

The switch from bowling pins to fire
I did it all for you
For you, gunning off into what future
I did it all for you

And I'm still out here at midnight
Looking for the stars
In the streetlamp glow
Just a juggler out in traffic
With a broken heart
For it's later than you know

Here together in the street
The way it is, we never meet
Red goes green and you go by

One than two then three then one
Atoms round an empty sun
One than two then three then one
This is how the trick is done
One than two then three then one
A centrifuge, a cyclotron
One than two then three then one
Glory be thy trick be done