Words, they patrol my lips
I’m never off my guard
Hid safely behind the script
I simply play the part
Sometimes I play the king
I sometimes the fool
Strutting from wing to wing
And never lose my cool
Oh, but Lord, it’s stealing my soul away
I’m lost in this – this tragedy
Lord, I’ve words of my own to say
So who do I want to be?
I laugh and I cry, I fret
My hour upon the stage
Nearing a dusty death
I creep from age to age
Living my life asleep
From day to day to day
Characters, they will creep
Into my waiting gaze
Oh, but Lord, it’s stealing my soul away
I’m lost in this – this comedy
Lord, I’ve words of my own to say
So who is the real me?
I think that you took my heart
But maybe it’s an act
I cannot tell them apart
The fantasy, the fact
Silently we learn to speak
Across the sacred wall
Words, they are far too weak
But eyes can tell me all
Oh, stop for a moment, and walk into the wing
No one to prompt you – just let the silence ring
Stare in the mirror, and wipe away your role
Hang up your costume, and take back your soul
Oh, but Lord, it’s stealing my soul away
I’m lost in tragedy
Lord, I’ve words of my own to say
So who do I want to be?
And who is the real me?
Playing your soul away…
credits
from The Red Room (Album),
track released March 15, 2012
Piano, Vocals, Keys: James Harker
Electric Guitars, Fretless Bass, Backing Vocals: Matthew Powney
Drums: Chris Cummins
Violin: Charlotte Ward-Caddle
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