In the theatre of life
The leading role is vacant
Who's gonna be the actor
To play the character of a sad person?
The train of life
It passes fast and brightly
Who's gonna stop it?
Someone needs to be free
(Go somewhere else)
The hall of the pictures
At an exhibition
Someone look at those eyes in the wall
The model in the painting smokes
An addiction, 1969, by Paul Ball
The concert hall, an auditorium
Look at those clowns
They seem to pretend all the time
Do they want to wear a crown?
Do they cry behind that mask?
From another dimension of mars
Where lies some old black stars
And a library of eight thousand books
Casting shadows underneath their looks
The tragedy of tradition stills here
Beyond the watchtower
Feeling stranger in another country
Listening to the magic flute of echo valley
(Of echo valley)
Drama is the anthem for some
Blue mood is a starship straight to earth
They all have a face they hide away from us
There’s a child who’s crying out
Did they make something about?
Full of fears and curiosity
Then he falls and drops his candy
In a glimpse, he laughs alone
In silk or leather, no matter, right to the ground
There’s a child who’s crying out
Did they make something about?
Just take a look and see
What is upcoming
Just take a look and see
What is already done
Just take a look and see
What is happening
Here
What is happening here?
Or there?
Or somewhere?
Or nowhere?
Just take a look and see
Who’s playing this theatre
A world of perception
A place of connection
Has left some sensibility?
Last breath of civility?
There’s a child who’s crying out
Did they make something about?
Drama is the anthem for some
Blue mood is a starship straight to earth
They all have a face
They hide away from us
There’s a child who’s crying out
Did they make something about?
