The rise and fall
Felt by all
What to do
It’s not my call

Out of my hands
Out of control
Having wisdom
In the know

Keep a secret
Yes or no?
Please don’t say
I told you so

Ears are ringing
A whistle blows
Stop in action
***** clothes

Built to last
The legend grows
All ten fingers
All ten toes

Heavy breathing
Through my nose
The one that lives
The one she chose

In the desert
In the snow
An avalanche
Churning down the *****

Not too hot
Not too cold
Always doing
What you’re told

Way too young
Getting old
Too revealing
Too exposed

Break a leg
Frightened; froze
Large bouquet
One red rose

Happy ending
End of show
Empty seats
That’s how it goes