LYRICS

AN EMPTY STAGE
A BLANK PAGE
AN OPEN GATE
A CLEAN SLATE

TELL ME, WHERE ARE ALL THE ACTORS?
ARE THEY WAITING IN THE WINGS?
IS IT BEFORE THE SHOW OR AFTER?
HAVE THEY LEFT WITH ALL THEIR THINGS?
DID THEY GO BACK HOME WHERE THEY WANNA BE?

THE EMPTY STAGE
THE BLANK PAGE
THE OPEN GATE
THE CLEAN SLATE

DO THEY NEED A NEW DIRECTOR?
DO THEY KNOW THEIR PARTS TO PLAY?
IS THE CROWD A SCARY SPECTRE?
IS THERE STILL A SHOW TODAY?
DID THEY GO BACK HOME WHERE THEY WANNA BE?

THERE ARE TALES TO TELL,
AND BRICKS TO LAY.
THERE ARE PLAYS TO DREAM,
AND DREAMS TO PLAY.

TO STAGE A SCENE,
AND PAINT IT GREEN.
TO DISENGAGE,
AND FILL THE PAGE.

DO THEY KNOW IT'S ALL IMAGINE?
DO THEY KNOW IT'S ALL A GAME?
DO THEY KNOW THE FUN WE'RE HAVING?
THAT A PAINTING HAS A FRAME?

ARE THEY PLAYING DUMB?
WHAT WILL THEY BECOME
WHEN THEY VANISH FROM
THE EMPTY STAGE?

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