I will take the stagenAnd read from the pagesnOf an ancient text of truthnSecret plotsnWith a cardboard backdropnAnd there's nothing left to losenThey call your namenTo accuse and shamenAnd to tear your costumes offnFailure comes and failure stalksnThrough the breathing holesnIn the topnnSome, some lonely daynThey will break you downnAnd then your mind will swaynSome, some will betraynThey will mark you outnAnd cut it all awaynnThe opening scenenReads like a magazinenFull of gossip, lies, and deathnAs you turn the pagenWell don't be afraidnYou can never cheat what's leftnAs you near the endnAnd the glass jar bendsnThen they're looking for reliefnThe politician's gonenThe magician's runnAnd the strongman is in griefnnSome, some lonely daynThey will break you downnAnd throw it all awaynSome, some cold embracenIt will crush you upnAnd then your bones will splaynnSo you learn your partnAnd you play it wellnBut don't improvise or sleepnWhen the curtains closenAnd you can't go homenYou might earn the role of the thiefnnSome, some lonely daynThey will paint you upnAnd put you on displaynSome, some fallen raysnDown from heaven comenAnd melt it all away…