Must we be just actors hitting marks?
Must just spotlights know us in the dark?
Must we live our lives out in the pages?
Must we play at lovers and friends
Before they haul us off the stage?
Oh, say it's true
That you are improvising.
Oh, say it's true
That you are free
And afraid like me.
Oh, say it's true
That you are improvising.
Oh, say it's true
That you aren't getting prompts
And haven't read ahead.
We're not given a reading list.
So it's not shocking that we have missed
Some things that should have been clearer.
But, I swear, they're references.
They won't happen again.
Oh, say it's true
That you are improvising.
Oh, say it's true
That you are free
And afraid like me.
Oh, say it's true
That you are improvising.
Oh, say it's true
That you aren't getting prompts
And haven't read ahead.
Don't read the end.
Don't even try to guess.
Oh, say it's true
That you are improvising.
Oh, say it's true
That you are free
And afraid like me.
Oh, say it's true
That you are improvising.
Oh, say it's true
That you aren't getting prompts
And haven't read ahead.
Writer(s): Jamie Neasom, Charlotte Maria Church, Jonathan Powell Field
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