The Astral Clown

~~He plays his trumpet high in space

Through galactic rainbows of coloured stars

Gazes through time on the human race

Astral Clown is headed for Mars

Only the angels know his worth

The tune he plays it makes them dance

Astral Clown is coming to Earth

Maybe to England maybe to France

He plays his flute to set you free

Sees the wind and sails the storms

He sooths the souls of Mercury

Clown and Jester are his forms

He plays his flute with pink and green

A neon speck in night time sky

Only seldom is he seen

Astral Clown will never die

A gift from Pan some pipes he wields

Juggles with light in the skies above

He crosses realms to the fairy fields

And Astral Clown will steal your love