Red House Painters - Funhouse lyrics

Weight has fallen on me like a part of the sky, and life's hell getting up off the floor. Raise the blind and let the day shine in. Out with this gray into air. Darkness tones in our chinatown home. View of rain clouds from the window, moving behind the pale of her face. A thousand circus mirrors cannot move a frown. We are the real clowns, and the sun rarely shines our way. And when it does...