The Final Curtain

an outcast of victorian society

a crying jag since long-gone childhood days

the dream to be an albatross

with alabaster wings

to be flying

before the last bell rings

the crushing arms of loneliness embracing still

the sear and yellow leaf is drawing near

this jaded heart escaping from the shadowplay

what is the measure of a man ?

and the price that we all pay

the final curtain falls

none of the orchestra will play

the stageplay life will hold

the freakshow at the fair

is there a straw in bursting dalles

will someone care ?

the looking glass, deceiver of reality

the try of make-believe in who we are

and the hiding in the mists of night will never end

but a graceful heart prevails

and the meaning of a friend

the final curtain falls

none of the orchestra will play

the stageplay life will hold

the freakshow at the fair

is there a straw in bursting dalles

will someone care ?

mesmerized, hypnotized

the audience touched to tears

pay a visit, take a look

so that the conscience clears

the final curtain falls

none of the orchestra will play

the stageplay life will hold

the freakshow at the fair

is there a straw in bursting dalles

will someone care ?

the final curtain falls

none of the orchestra will play

the stageplay life will hold

the freakshow at the fair

there is a straw in bursting dalles

someone will care