Neenah Menasha-Sponge

To sleep but not to wake To always be lost and Never find the way No thoughts or memory No hope or tragedy A mirror waits for a Reflection of a face To hit the ground and know The sound Trial by mistake Death's a crown we wear Around Like a smile on a face They will never hate or Lie They will never break or Try They will never break or Cry They will never wave Goodbye A silence that would not Break The loss of a face The face of a woman that Arrived much too late I break down and she sees The clowns I used to hide away Death to clowns all their Crowns And the smiles on their Face They will never break or Try They will never hate or Lie They will never say or Smile They will never break or Cry Neenah Menasha will wait Neenah Menasha . Neenah Menasha Will wait I break down and she sees The clowns I used to hide away Death to clowns and all Their crowns And the smiles on their Face They will never hate or Lie They will never break or Try They will never break or Cry They will never wave Goodbye