Play For Today
I'M IN A PLAY
WRITTEN TODAY
ABOUT A BOY
WHO HIDES IN ATTICS WHEN THE SUN IS UP
EVERYONE IS AT WORK
WHAT WILL I DO
WHERE WILL I GO
SHOW ME THE WAY
TO THE ANGER, SHOW ME RULES OF THUMB
SHOW THE WAY TO GROW OLD
LOVE IS A GUIDE
THE ENDLESS RIVER OF THE SOUL
BUT WE ARE MEAN
THE DRIED UP RIVERBEDS OF ROCK AND STONE
LUST IS MY FRIEND
SHE COMES TO ME WHEN I AM TIRED
LIFE IS A ROAD
DEATH IS A MYTH
LOVE IS A FRAUD
IT'S MISUNDERSTOOD
WORK IS A SENTENCE
FAMILY'S A DRAG
THIS HOUSE IS A TRAP
I'M IN A PLAY
WRITTEN TODAY
ABOUT A GIRL
SHE GETS ON PERFECTLY WITH YOUNG AND OLD
EVERYBODY LOVES HER
WHAT WILL SHE WEAR
CUT OF HER HAIR
WAY THAT SHE SMILES
GRACEFULLY INTO THE WORKING WEEK
SHE HIDES HER BAGGAGE INSIDE
SHE'S GOT A FRIEND
AN UGLY MONSTER THAT WILL EAT YOUR FACE
SHE HAD TO CRY
A HEFTY CANDLE OF WASTED TIME
SHE'S GOT A FRIEND
A LONELY MONSTER THAT WILL PREY ON YOU
LIFE IS A SECRET
DEATH IS A MYTH
LOVE IS A FRAUD
IT'S MISUNDERSTOOD
WORK IS A SENTENCE
FAMILY'S A DRAG
THIS HOUSE IS A TRAP
LIFE IS A SECRET
DEATH IS A MYTH
LOVE IS A FRAUD
IT'S MISUNDERSTOOD
WORK IS A SENTENCE
FAMILY'S A DRAG
THIS HOUSE IS A TRAP
I'M IN A PLAY
WRITTEN TODAY
ABOUT A BOY
TIRED AND MELANCHOLY TAKES THE WEIGHT
TAKES THE WEIGHT OF THE WORLD
I WALKED ALONE
LOVING THIS SONG
WALKING THE EARTH
A WORN OUT SISTER WHO IS TWENTY THREE
DRY AND WRINKLED, ALONE
ILL GIVE YOU A MONTH
TO SEE PAST SHADOWS IN YOUR SACRED MIND
GIVE YOU A WEEK
TO LOOK MEDUSA IN THE EYE
I'LL GIVE YOU A MONTH
TO NOTICE HEAVEN AT THE SIDE OF STAGE
YOUR KEY INSIDE YOUR HEAD
YOU'RE SITTING ON A THRONE OF SAD
YOU'RE PUSHING BACK THE TIDE
SO LIFT THE MOUNTAIN UP
SO TIE THE WRITERS RIBBONS DOWN
ASSEMBLE ALL YOUR TROOPS
WE GO TO WAR WITH METAPHORS
SUDDENLY SEE SENSE
AND SUDDENLY SEE SENSE
AND WHEN YOU DO I'LL HEAD FOR HIGHER GROUND
HEAD FOR HIGHER GROUND
AND LOVE THE KING OF ME
OOOOH
I'LL TAKE MY CHANCE AND PLAY THE TYRANNY
AND BUILD THE SETS I LIKE TO SEE
PRETTIER WHEN WE ARE ON THE SCREEN
I'LL BUILD THE SETS I LIKE TO SEE
WE'RE BRAVER WHEN WE'RE ON THE SACRED SCREEN
THE BACKSTAGE OF YOUR LIFE
IS FILLED WITH DOVES AND LINES WE SHOULD HAVE SUNG
THE BACKSTAGE OF YOUR LIFE
IS FILLED WITH ECHOES OF THE ONES YOU LOVE