the other players have left. the stage is empty. it is being stuck. it is entrapment in a time warp. the costumes no longer fit. the buttons have popped. we're different people today but we're still forcing the action.
we have yet to forgive ourselves. hanging on to dreams which did not come true, losses... a loved one who had left us, a youth gone, opportunities which had disappeared.
the game is over. but we're bad sports. we refuse to accept defeat. we run the tape over & over. we can put it to rewind but we can't play the role anymore. and all we have to do, is to turn around... and walk away. the past is not holding us. we are holding it.
we can't put the past to rewind anymore. the buttons are stuck. the actors have gone to other roles. the set has been dismantled. it's about time.. to take the final bow. turn the light off because the show is over.
we have yet to forgive ourselves. hanging on to dreams which did not come true, losses... a loved one who had left us, a youth gone, opportunities which had disappeared.
the game is over. but we're bad sports. we refuse to accept defeat. we run the tape over & over. we can put it to rewind but we can't play the role anymore. and all we have to do, is to turn around... and walk away. the past is not holding us. we are holding it.
we can't put the past to rewind anymore. the buttons are stuck. the actors have gone to other roles. the set has been dismantled. it's about time.. to take the final bow. turn the light off because the show is over.
