كلمات Eight Seconds

There is no dress rehearsal Just a script that I never read A sad story that is universal A big idea of what to expect Exit curtains already I haven't learned my lines Exit curtains already I just thought that we'd have more time A missed call with a message attached We need to talk when you have the chance I stood frozen in that Gainesville venue Not knowing how to react Exit curtains already I haven't learned my lines Exit curtains already I'll improvise Not surprising I put off the call Socialized and put up a wall Anything to prolong the chances Before confronting she was really gone I crossed southwest second street Made the call and stared at my feet She passed away about an hour ago When you were onstage living the dream