I got it all wrong
I was singing the verse of another song
I thought I knew it by heart
But the words kept hiding in the dark

At first they laughed a bit
Laying comfortably in their seats
All of a sudden the lights turned out
There was no song anymore, and there was no crowd

I was moving like a ghost
Blindfolded with a strip of air
The shadows ate the room
I tripped over every chair

I was trying to get out
There was something in my hair
The door was pretty close
Couldn't find it anywhere

And I fell beneath, the dark seemed to be
As deep as the sea
The crowd was screaming as if they
Were cheering me

I opened my arms, I took a bow
Overwhelmed and pleased
They were swinging and singing
And laughing and crying, falling on their knees

I got used to it
Now I'm sleeping into the orchestra pit
My beard grew six feet long
As I rehearsed my swan song

Do you like the sounds you hear?
You can have a teardrop souvenir
My eyes got used to the darkness
But not with the sadness

I am moving like a ghost
Blindfolded with a strip of air
The shadows ate the room
I trip over every chair

I am trying to get out
But there's something in my hair
The door must be pretty close
Still can't find it anywhere

And I fall beneath, the dark seems to be
As deep as the sea
The crowd is screaming as if they
Are cheering me

I open my arms, I take a bow
Overwhelmed and pleased
They are swinging and singing
And laughing and crying, on their knees

And I fall beneath, the dark seems to be
As deep as the sea
The crowd is screaming as if they
Are cheering me

I open my arms, I take a bow
Overwhelmed and pleased
They are swinging and singing
And laughing and crying, on their knees"