The Show Must Go On

There was a time when I had time.
But that was now and this is then.
Behind the curtain we all cease.
On and on, with no release.
Does anybody know what we are doing here?
Does anybody know what happened to her?
Does anybody care?


There was a time when I could sleep.
But that was time I couldn't keep.
The curtain's up, there's no recourse.
Smile, damn you, filthy sheep!
The show must go on.


Against my stillness, waking.
Against my heartache, breaking.
Against my sorrow fading.
Against my greasepaint flaking.
Against the suits
the skin, the shoots
of trees that sprout and coil forth
in pantomime of winds blown north.
Whatever happened to us?


There was a time when I had time
(The show must go on!)
But that was now and this is all
(The show must go on!)
Behind the curtain is release
(The show must go on!)
There is no end, we'll never cease!
(The show must go on!)


On and on with no recourse,
there's never pity or remorse
the crowd will crush us with their force!
The show must go on!


The moon is shining on the stage that holds our souls in thrall.
The curtain's up, and this is all.
So come, you actors, at my call.
The show must go on.