THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS (D G D G B E, capo 2)
Showtime. It ripples through the trees. Softly falling, weak at the knees.
Maybe I made a mistake but it was mine to make.
Showtime. Right in front of my face. Like a mirror swallowing empty space.
Maybe I fell asleep but now I’m wide awake.
What happens? This is what happens.
Rain falls and the sky blackens.
Showtime. It swims beneath our feet. Up and down. Side to side.
Maybe I wanted to die. Now I feel alright.
Showtime. We’re spinning way too fast. The stars come out but the night doesn’t last.
Maybe I’m on my own but I think found my road.
What happens? This is what happens.
Rain falls and the sky blackens. This is what happens.
This is what happens. Rain falls and the sky blackens.
This is what happens.
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