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So I play and I plan and hope and I scheme
To the lure of a night filled with unfinished dreams
And I’m holding on tight to a world gone astray
As they charge me for years I can no longer pay.
17 Friday May 2024
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So I play and I plan and hope and I scheme
To the lure of a night filled with unfinished dreams
And I’m holding on tight to a world gone astray
As they charge me for years I can no longer pay.
10 Friday May 2024
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I never wanted to know, never wanted to see
I wasted my time till time wasted me
Never wanted to go, always wanted to stay
Cause the person I am are the parts that I play.
04 Saturday May 2024
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When the crowds are gone and I’m all alone
Playing the final song now that the lights are gone
Turn them on again
One more time for me my friend
Turn them on again.
26 Friday Apr 2024
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All my friends have been crucified
They made life a long suicide true
Guess we never figured out the rules.
But I’m still alive and my fingers feel
I’m gonna play on till the final reel’s through
And read the credits from a different view.
18 Thursday Apr 2024
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Where’s the light, turn them on again
One more night to believe and then
Another note for my requiem
A memory to carry on
The story’s over when the crowds are gone.
12 Friday Apr 2024
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The second half of these lyrics were especially relevant to me six years ago when in the space of four weeks, my mother passed away and my grandson was born.
The jester takes his bow
Slips into the crowd
As the actors fade away.
Another death to mourn
Another child is born
Another chapter in the play.
30 Saturday Mar 2024
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It’s a gutter ballet, just a menagerie
Still the orchestra plays
On a dark and lonely night
To a distant fading light.
22 Friday Mar 2024
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Balanced on their knives,
Little parts of lives
Such a strange reality.
Kill the unicorn just to have its horn
Soon he’s just a fantasy.
14 Thursday Mar 2024
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It’s a gutter ballet, just a menagerie
Still the orchestra plays
In the darkness of the night
To a distant fading light.