The Empty Stage

You there with the sad eyes, I see you, I see your emptiness,

Your sadness is the ornate curtain that hides your vacant soul,

This sideshow is a distraction from what’s there on the other side,

I see your empty stage, where the lights never come on,

I am in the audience, waiting for the show to start,

But this sideshow is a never-ending affair, that goes on and on,

There is too much talk and a lot of noise, and too many people on the wings,

I am just a spectator waiting for the curtain to rise,

And the lights to turn on.