Eight Seconds

歌詞

There is no dress rehearsal Just a script that I never read A sad story that is universal A vague idea of what to expect Is it curtains already I haven't learned my lines Is it curtains already I just thought that we'd have more time A missed call with a message attached “We need to talk when you have the chance” I stood frozen in that Gainesville venue Not knowing how to react Is it curtains already I haven't learned my lines Is it curtains already I'll improvise Not surprising I put off the call Socialized and put up a wall Anything to prolong the chances Before confirming she was really gone I crossed southwest second street Made the call and stared at my feet She passed away about an hour ago When you were onstage living the dream