THIS ONE GOES OUT TO THOSE WHO RIDE

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September 5, 2016

Day Fourteen

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There is something sadder than the

tears of a clown. 

A bike in a box! 

 In South Lake Tahoe Nicola sadly wheeled off home.

Broken bicycles, don't tell my folks

There's all those playing cards pinned to the spokes

Laid down like skeletons out on the lawn

The wheels won't turn when the other has gone

tom waits

 Thanks Sierra Cycle and Ski for

the box for the bike.

we salute you with a

black arm band 700 X 25/28.

(can you imagine that this one is a small.

Manzanita Lake, Lassen Volcanic National Park.

California, U.S.A.)

Oh yeah yeah yeah

Now if there's a smile on my face

It's only there trying to fool the public

But when it comes down to fooling you

Now honey that's quite a different subject

But don't let my glad expression

Give you the wrong impression

Really I'm sad, oh I'm sadder than sad

You're gone and I'm hurting so bad

Like a clown I appear to be glad (sad, sad, sad, sad)

Now they're some sad things known to man

But ain't too much sadder than

The tears of a clown when there's no one around, uh

Oh yeah, baby

Now if I appear to be carefree

It's only to camouflage my sadness

And honey to shield my pride I try

To cover this hurt with a show of gladness

But don't let my show convince you

That I've been happy since you

'Cause I had to go (why did you go), oh I need you so (I need you so)

Look I'm hurt and I want you to know (want you to know)

For others I put on a show (it's just a show)

Read more: Smokey Robinson - The Tears Of A Clown Lyrics | MetroLyrics 

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