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i was there when the penny droppedand the whole world fell aparti was there when all hope diedreplaced with nothing at alland the actors took their placecalled from the central casting baras the scenery felland curtains came crashing downused to worry about moneyused to worry about famedon’t worry about those things any morei worry about everything else insteadi was there when it all hit homeand the engines started to faili was there when the penny droppedand the whole world fell aparti was there when all hope diedreplaced with nothing at alland the actors took their placecalled from the central casting baras the scenery felland curtains came crashing downused to worry about moneyused to worry about famedon’t worry about those things any morei worry about everything else insteadi was there when it all hit homeand the engines started to fail
i was there when all love burntreplaced with ashes of shameand the actors took their marksin the stage lightsweighing emptinessas the audience poured out the doorused to worry about workworry about youdon’t worry about those things any morejust worry about truthwe’re just actors on a pageletters on a stagefates the author of our unwitting wayswhatever you say or dowe’re just actors on a queuefates the author of our stories deari was there when all love burntreplaced with ashes of shameand the actors took their marksin the stage lightsweighing emptinessas the audience poured out the doorused to worry about workworry about youdon’t worry about those things any morejust worry about truthwe’re just actors on a pageletters on a stagefates the author of our unwitting wayswhatever you say or dowe’re just actors on a queuefates the author of our stories dear
fates the author of our stories dearhold me nearhold me deari’m you farei’m your farei was there when the music stoppedand the whole carried oni was there when the paint driedand the compass turned in your eyesand the actors stood outside smokinghungry for another jobstaring at the beggars faceslooking for an expression to robused to worry about youthworry about the fewdon’t worry about those things any morejust worry about youfates the author of our stories dearhold me nearhold me deari’m you farei’m your farei was there when the music stoppedand the whole carried oni was there when the paint driedand the compass turned in your eyesand the actors stood outside smokinghungry for another jobstaring at the beggars faceslooking for an expression to robused to worry about youthworry about the fewdon’t worry about those things any morejust worry about you
we’re just actors on a pageletters on a stagefate’s the author of our platitudeswhatever you say or dowe’re just actors on a queuejoni’s strung out on icy altitudeshold me dearhold me nearhold me deari’m you farei was there when the penny droppedand the whole world fell aparti was there when all hope diedreplaced with nothing at allwe’re just actors on a pageletters on a stagefate’s the author of our platitudeswhatever you say or dowe’re just actors on a queuejoni’s strung out on icy altitudeshold me dearhold me nearhold me deari’m you farei was there when the penny droppedand the whole world fell aparti was there when all hope diedreplaced with nothing at all