Sometimes you know
This life feels like
 it's just pretend
And we sweep or dance 
Or drift or dream 
From one act or moment 
Unto another
But this is 
Our life
And it 
Isn't 
Pretend 
And all the drama
Well
That's real
If you want it to be 
So float across 
The stage
Should you choose 
Or drag 
Your heavy leaden feet 
Or rattle your chains
Or simply 
Move 
Like ghosts 
Because 
Although today
You might be 
Full of youth
Tomorrow 
You
Very 
Well
May 
Not