The Players
The first act sets the scene
Romantic and serene
In the second act it is revealed
The conflict there that was concealed
Count to three, it's there to see
The act that brings finality...
The resolution or... dissolution
There's a solution for ev'rything
Sometimes it's sweet, sometimes it stings
Sometimes it's bitter, sometimes sweet
But that's what makes the play complete
Though we leave the stage it won't leave us
And like the note left in the dust
No longer there for all to see
It's now etched in our memory
It goes the way that all things go
Coming to rest down in your soul
Some you recall while some grow small
But down there you will find them all
Or... one day when you're not looking
They'll find you
They'll find you, that's how it's played
The game of life, the bed you've made
Ev'ry wrinkle ev'ry speck
Upon your soul it will reflect
There for all the world to see
The way you played is the way you'll be
Remembered as the curtain falls
As long as anyone recalls
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