One Man Show

Now Alex knows all he needs to know
He's growing so tired of this show
He's on the outside looking in
Just floating in the wind

Once a child but now he's grown
And It's always been alone
The past is now (?)
A book of how he used to feel
Many pages fallen out
But he guards the ones that count

You know we leave the way we came
And that's alone

It's hard to trace the path that somehow
Placed him here and now
As if it were a dream
To think what might have been

The cross roads on the way
Decisions every day
The choices he has faced
The chances gone to waste

It's rough to face the fact
One chance is not enough

Now there was a time when things felt right
A time when he reached the highest high
Creating the feeling
That life had a meaning

Now all of the lessons have been learned
All of his fingers have been burned
All that depression
Well it was only a lesson

Now Alex knows all he needs to know
Except for which way he ought to go
He asked his reflection
For a little direction

Staring intently at the mirror
Hoping the answer will be clearer
Looking for meaning
For even a feeling

But now the mirror stares him down
Two strangers with a frown
From the front row by the ring
And they know everything

They know
Condemned to watch this lifelong one man show