
Scripted Silence
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- 1980s
- neo-prog
- symphonic rock
- art rock
- progressive rock
About
Singer: Goldfish, Guitar: Steven Blueberry
Lyrics
Verse 1
The ink
Wet on the parchment
Stains my thumb like a bruised ego
I am a king of cardboard
Ruler of the dust
Underneath the bed
A court of cobwebs
Gathering the crumbs
Left behind by
Better men
Verse 2
Staring
Hard at the ceiling
Cracks like lightning in a plaster sky
I see a face
I see a ghost
I see the person
I used to be
Before the curtain fell
Before the cheers
Turned to coughs
In the back row
Chorus
Give me back my makeup
Give me back my mask
Let me play the part
Let me do the task
I am just a jester
With a broken bell
Living in a heaven
That feels like hell
Guitar Solo
Verse 3
Rain
Against the glass
Tapping out a code I can't decode
Letters in a box
Bound with string
Yellowed at the edges
Like old teeth
I bite my tongue
I hold my breath
I wait for the phone
To ring its neck
Verse 4
Silence
Thicker than water
Drowns the logic in my heavy head
Maybe it was me
Maybe it was time
Maybe it was just
The way the wind blew
Through the empty rooms
Of this rented life
Chorus
Give me back my makeup
Give me back my mask
Let me play the part
Let me do the task
I am just a jester
With a broken bell
Living in a heaven
That feels like hell
Bridge
The script is torn
The ink is dry
The stage is bare
The lights are high
The audience
Has gone home
To their warm beds
To their soft lives
Leaving me
With the shadows
And the props
And the silence
The silence
The silence
Guitar Solo
Chorus
Give me back my makeup
Give me back my mask
Let me play the part
Let me do the task
I am just a jester
With a broken bell
Living in a heaven
That feels like hell
Post-Chorus
Just a jester
Just a fool
Broken bells
And empty schools
Looking for a way
Out of the play
Outro
The ink is dry
The pen is heavy
I am finished
I am done
Goodnight
Sweet prince
The play is over
Close the door
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