Afterword

made-up lives which I'm stuck in
change unperceived from scene to scene
this is my final curtain call
haven't noticed all my curtains fall

made-up lives which I'm stuck in
change unperceived from scene to scene
I wave and bow to them and pray
that their applause won't fade away

I watched them pass
man by man
seated in the front row

I watched them pass
man by man
possibly they'll never know

that I have seen the end
oh I won't tell a friend
the secret's in the sand
that's running through my hand

made-up lives which I'm stuck in
will disappear when I'm free from sin
take me to the sea at last
away from future and the past

pressure is a precious word
said the versed boy to the chorus girl

pressure is a precious word
said the versed boy to the chorus girl

I watched them pass
man by man
seated in the front row

I watched them pass
man by man
possibly they'll never know

that I have seen the end
oh I won't tell a friend
the secret's in the sand
that's running through my hand

the moonlight will reveal
that this is just an act
other lives remain unreal
until I learn how to forget

take me to the sea
take me away
take me to the sea
where I have seen the end