Bryan Baker

Lyrics

Faded curtains
On a dusty stage
Where all the once bright lights are cold and dead
Empty seats
Filled with lonesome silence
The show still goes on inside your head

The leading lady exited
Stage left into the wings
You’ve been waiting for your cue for years
But you’ll never get to sing

The understudy had no chance of
Going on the stage
So now you sit alone and weep
And clench your fists in rage

The audience has all gone home
the cast and crew as well
This could have been your biggest break
But you blew it all to hell

The ghost light on the apron
Is the only light you see
It’s time to leave the stage now
And face reality

Faded curtains
On a dusty stage
Where all the once bright lights are cold and dead
Empty seats
Filled with lonesome silence
The show still goes on inside your head