By Ali
Date: 30 March 2001

Repeat Performance

Sometimes, I look in the mirror
And all I see is glass
Sometimes, I look into my own eyes
All I see is you
Now, somebody tell me, just what does that mean?
Meanings...always searching for meaning
The meaning of things, of this, of that, of us
But, I wonder if this means anything
Anything at all...
And, no, I didn't sleep well
And, no, I'm not really okay
I've tried to pretend, I've tried to smile
But, my smile's not the same
I've never been sure of what the whole thing meant
I had myself fooled, you did too
And I can't believe this
God, you were so cold
You turned my blood to ice
Numbed me, for a while
But, now, now I'm not quite so numb
I wish I was...
Was it all a dream?
Was it all a joke?
Was it what it what it seemed...
And I loved the time, but not the in between
Sadly, I never had a chance to bask in the afterglow
Because the light quickly faded...
Faded, like the edges of an old photograph
In the scrapbook of my mind
Crumbling, and yellow, but treasured still...
Still...how still it is tonight
The breeze has ceased its tantrum
And the stars have come out, to play
I see the ghost of the moon, smiling at me
Like the Cheshire cat
Such a peacefull scene...
Scene two...now the final act is over
Time for a curtain call, my dear
Take a bow, love, for a wonderfull show
You acted the part so well
It was the role you were born to play
And I wonder, if you could tell me
If there will ever be a repeat performance?

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