Empty, was the theatre stage

Empty, was your heart.

No one walks through the crowd

No one performs at all.

Rehearsals are mandatory

Rehearsals are gone.

Someone will take your strings

Someone will take your bones.

And as you skid along the stage

And as the curtains slowly close.

The audience silently leaves

The applause fades away.

Into the darkness of the room

Into the silence of this stage.

Perhaps it isn’t clever

Perhaps you need not care.

But your heart is no longer yours

But your soul is still right there.

Can you ever see what’s right?

Can the darkness ever become light?

When you try again and again

When you turn to nothing but air.