No one’s home Video (MV)

The nose is red, but the joy's worn thin
He stumbles on stage, but the crowd's not in
The curtains hang limp, the lights don't shine
It's a world he's left behind in time
He walks through the door, his steps slow and wide
Wearing his red nose, but the joy's out of sight
The stage is just wood, the lights are cold
Where once he was king, he's now feeling old
His hands shake slow as he fixes his tie
But no one's there to catch his eye
The red's losing strength, the blue fades away
The yellow's turned grey in the light of day
His shoes are too big, his coat's too bright
But the colors can't mask the fading light
He's a ghost in a world he used to own
Just a painted smile, left all alone
His costume's a relic, a worn-out face
A painted smile in a forgotten place
"Knock knock - no one's home", says the Clown
I dance through the ring with a confident stride
The colors so vivid, no fear to hide
Every joke lands, every laugh soars
The audience claps, they call for more
The world is mine, I feel alive
Joy is the reason that I survive
He opens his eyes and the colors are gone
The laughter is distant, the crowd has moved on
The cheers are only whispers, fading like dreams
He stands in the dark, with nothing left, it seems
His shoes feel heavy, his coat too tight
He's a painted smile, fading from sight
The red's losing strength, the blue fades away
The yellow's turned grey in the light of day
His shoes are too big, his coat's too bright
But the colors can't mask the fading light
He's a ghost in a world he used to own
Just a painted smile, left all alone
His costume's a relic, a worn-out face
A painted smile in a forgotten place
"Who's laughing now?", asks the Clown
The nose is red, but the joy's worn thin
He stumbles on stage, but the crowd's not in
The curtains hang limp, the lights don't shine
It's a world he's left behind in time
His hands shake slow as he fixes his tie
But no one's there to catch his eye
The red's losing strength, the blue fades away
The yellow's turned grey in the light of day
His shoes are too big, his coat's too bright
But the colors can't mask the fading light
He's a ghost in a world he used to own
Just a painted smile, left all alone
His costume's a relic, a worn-out face
A painted smile in a forgotten place