Exit Stage Right

Someone slowly makes a move Somewhere in the night A light switch, a lighter Some razor blade laughter Making someone alright For an hour or maybe two Any more, you’re getting greedy Drive her home in the morning Any more, you’re getting needy And who’s got time For that in their life? The dark bishops dismay At this bleak array Of black pawns hiding Just out of sight Oh I tried and I tried to let them know But they hear what they want to hear And they see what they want to see And they stare in my general direction But see anything but me I will go gentle into that good light now I will exit stage right Who needs another to believe in When the lid is shutting tight