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The lines have all been spoken
The curtain has been drawn
And the footsteps that you hear are mine
As I make my way back home

The lights are softly shining
In the glistening pools of rain
As the echo of your hollow laughter
Cascades through my brain

I may have lost the battle
But you didn't win the war
Besides, who cares now anyway?
Who knows what it was for?

The players have changed their costumes
The greasepaint's all but gone
The world moves on, an old man dies,
Another baby's born