Days unfold like drama from a show
Staged with each component playing on
Waiting for an interval
I'm exhausted by the scenes that went wrong
I'm on display and perform while an audience look on
Looking on
Plagued in mind and hurting
I play on
Waiting for a curtain to fall
Nervous I'll repeat it all
Where the scenes are moving round like before
Cycles unfinished in theatre that has no conclusion
Like theatre that has no conclusion
Why must I go round again
Why must I go round again
Like theatre that has no conclusion
In the end I
Know that I'll find a hope
I am not the servant
Of a thought in the dark
Giving up my
Urgent need to control
Tendency to devolve
This is not my Act Four
In the end I
Know that I'll find a hope
I am not the servant
Of a thought in the dark
Giving up my
Urgent need to control
Tendency to devolve
This is not my Act Four
Can I see what I need to heal
Tell me what I need to heal
Give me one more second
To see what I feel
Another moment will pass
And I won't see it go
Am I another rung or on the floor
Am I another rung or on the floor
Am I another rung or on the floor
Am I another rung or on the floor
Am I another rung or on the floor
Like theatre that has no conclusion