Comfort in the Orchestration

One day you're certain
 Of how things will be
 Then you're bewildered
 And robbed of your glee
 And this is what happens next
 The curtains are drawn
 The stage of your life revealed
 But the script is now gone
 Oh
 The question's in your eyes
 What's the meaning of it all?
 To which your heart replies
 This is much less like a play
 And more like a grand ball
 Yeah
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 The stage is now filled with song
 All the cast of your play are now dancing
 You're itching to dance along
 Now you can't stop your feet from the tapping
 Ooh, ooh
 Soon enough you'll start to think
 Perhaps I'll write again
 With your reasons indistinct
 A script may help this dance
 You so easily forget
 Exactly how this ends
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 Inspired, rewired
 You calculate the steps
 Each movement to the moment
 An elaborate conquest
 You'll find such comfort in the orchestration
 You must determine how the plot unfolds
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 Making rigid demands of your cast
 They seem so unconcerned with the things you ask
 And still they keep dancing on
 Just as though you don't have a say
 And the choice of routine or song
 Isn't it better that way?
 This is what happens when
 You realize you're not in control
 Some days you'll bear the load
 And others you won't
 This is what happens when
 You realize you're not in control
 Some days you'll bear the load
 And others you won't
 This is what happens when
 You realize you're not in control
 Some days you'll bear the load
 And others you won't
 Some days you'll bear the load
 And others you won't