This Stage
Pip Millett
I could paint you a picture
Hold it up and take it home with you
Cry a little on the page
Let the paint run
Let the sad sit still
A moment
A moment's all it takes
To be woken
Achingly awake
Everything's a state of mind
If you saw the state of my mind
The paint would run on every page
I feel the hurt
I feel the aching
I'm on this stage and they're all applauding
When I was just faking
I feel the sad
I feel the breaking
This stage that I'm on is showing its cracks
And now it's just caving
Every note I wrote in this book
Every passing look is rude to stare
I won't let you get to know me better
When everything is better, I'll let you know
I feel the hurt
I feel the aching
I'm on this stage and they're all applauding
When I was just faking
I feel the sad
I feel the breaking
This stage that I'm on is showing its cracks
And now it's just caving