Mission lyrics

The streets are protection Wiseman say To freeze your perfection Wiseman say What if we could feel the power What if we worshipped the clown The streets are affection And i am so naive Was this the right direction It's absents without leave Chorus What if we could feel the power What if we worshipped the clown And when we reach the darkest hour Maybe he would be around Maybe he would be around Which way should I be going on And is there someone looking after When will I know if I have won Will I be looking back in laughter Don't know if I have just begun And what's my mission who's my rescuer Chorus Maybe God would be around Maybe God would be around