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 shadow play
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 stage play life will hold
The freak show 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
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 stage play life will hold
The freak show at the fair
There is a straw in bursting dalles
Someone will care
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 shadow play
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 stage play life will hold
The freak show 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
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 stage play life will hold
The freak show at the fair
There is a straw in bursting dalles
Someone will care