We exchange pleasantries
Having conversations with no real direction
Then we retire
Morning comes
We exchange pleasantries
The no-substance conversations
The cycle repeats
We exchange pleasantries
I want to say something of substance
No meaning conversations
I want to speak about things of substance
We retire
I want to tell you to tell me something of meaning
Please say it out loud
The cycle repeats

Through so many things we've done Life still has its surprises
A little bump here and theres nothing we couldn't handle

Then on that faithful night, Things took a turn Some people called it fate To others it was a coincidence

For what? I've asked myself Time and time again over and over in my head

As I lay there in the meadows Staring into the sky Reliving the memories of you and I

Through so many things we've done Life still has its surprises A little bump here and theres Nothing we couldn't handle

We continued on like nothing happened But deep down we knew Something was about to happen Till that time comes we'll keep on going

As I lay there in the meadows Staring into the sky Reliving the memories of you and I...

You hurt me..
Hurt me in ways i can’t describe
But in my pain..
I still know you love me..
And I know that through it all,
We’ll be happy together forever

"You're such a good person," they say
"You're really talented and funny," they say
"You're so amazing, I wish I could be like you," they say

If only they knew
Oh, if only they knew the horrors...


"Please don't cry you're amazing," they say
"You're really compassionate about others," they say

Spare me the compliments
Oh, if they only knew the agony.

Save your kind words, these tears and smiles you see are all an act
Save your wishes to be like me because to become like me
is to lose all the things that made you, you

There's a price to pay for becoming an actor
The price is not knowing if what you feel is an act or the real you
The price you pay is becoming an empty shell


The Agony of being an actor

Little girl, where have you gone?
I wish to find you for it has been so long

If I go back
will I find you
Underneath the big oak tree playing with the tree worms during spring
If I look in the garage
Will I find you cuddled up in your blanket
Singing your songs that dad used to sing
What about in the living room
will I find you on the couch with your brother
heads resting against each other

Oh flower
where is that flower that bloomed bigger every day?

I want to find you.