Tonight I get to do what I was meant to do To be who I was meant to be And although every eyeball in every line of sight may be fixated on me For an hour or so That doesnβt change the fact that I Was meant to step out this stage and to bend like a bow As I did in the days of old Such talent is still stretched within me That I should perform, and that I should play, most doggedly Until the finely threaded twine within my mind begins to unwind And I am straight as an arrow hence Laying on the table before, how I once had said That I hope I can return once more for that again But not for this I said Not for this
Sometimes you need to stop before you can keep going. *nod nod*