The Jester Video (MV)

Standing in front of the crowd
Is a funny, little man
Who tells riddles and tales
And seems to poke fun at himself
Yet hidden beneath the surface
Is a sobering kind of truth
That hits home
With everyone else
If you look deep
Into the eyes of the jester
You'll see some of yourself
In his soul
And though his words
His words might seem to pester
His heart
Is made of gold

He knows the pain of a derelict
Felt the touch of a newborn child
And the pride of an eagle soaring freely
Through the sky
He's seen people kind and cruel
Met geniuses and fools
He knows them well
He's lived their lives

If you look deep
Into the eyes of the jester
You'll see some of yourself
In his soul
And though his words
His words might seem to pester
His heart
Is made of gold
The jester
The jester
I'm talkin' about
The jester
We can't live without
Our jesters
The jester
The jester
The jester
I'm talkin' about
The jester
We can't live without
The jester
The jester