Can you taste the grit Between your teeth The heat of the lights The crack of the whip The snapping sound Of someone's nerves If you pay you get What you deserve
We're coming up from the deep The lizard sheds it's skin Night obliterates the day And all the fun begins Shadow boxing with yourself Just seems to get you nowhere You don't want to cheat When playing solitare
Three faces come alive Try and focus and be one never let it be said that The jester comes undone A wreckless gambling pace With time enough to borrow Time enough to measure All of our tomorrows
Curtain call and lights grow dim Tragedy, love all lie within Each player takes his chance to play And lives to fight another day
What boundaries to cross What chances for the taking Stepping in the angels' way Not to be forsaken
No more will I roam Our childish dreams are soon outgrown But here we stand In our theatreland Curtain call About to fall
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