A Juggler Out In Traffic - Richard Shindell

I’m a juggler out in traffic

Just another clown

Throwing fire at the sky

You are facing forward

Heading out of town

Just waiting for the light

Here together in the street

The way it is, we never meet

Red goes green and you go by

I used to go 'round for the change

I’d go from car to car

With my jester’s cap in hand

When I tried to catch your eye

You’d always look away

And rush to roll your window up

I never lingered there for long

Time the light and move along

But red go green and you’d go by

The switch from bowling pins to fire

I did it all for you

For you, gunning off into what future

I did it all for you

And I’m still out here at midnight

Looking for the stars

In the streetlamp glow

Just a juggler out in traffic

With a broken heart

For it’s later than you know

Here together in the street

The way it is, we never meet

Red goes green and you go by

One than two then three then one

Atoms round an empty sun

One than two then three then one

This is how the trick is done

One than two then three then one

A centrifuge, a cyclotron

One than two then three then one

Glory be thy trick be done