We all wonder
As we blunder
Through a plot that’s plodding past
Whose direction are we under
In the parts in which we’re cast?
Playing roles that can be taxing
Forcing us to be on cue
In the scenes we are enacting
So our characters ring true
Each is hero of a drama
We do not know much about
This fantastic panorama
For which we did not try out
We use any information
To which we have gotten hipped
It is all improvisation
Since nobody has a script
I’ll be trying
Till my dying
To give my part more to mean
Like most people, I’ll be vying
Now and then to steal a scene
Since before me, I see glory
I see fortune I see fame
Adding meaning to my story
And importance to my name
So I show off like I know of
Some way I’ll receive a cheer
After I, with all my ego’ve
Been deceased to long to hear
But I allow
I don’t see how
Important it will be
If I am dead and take a bow
No one alive will see
I am driven
While I’m livin’
To just keep on keeping on
But no idea am I given
Where I’m going once I’m gone
It is knowing
I am going
As I get along in years
That has apprehension growing
Aggravating mortal fears
Of my fleeing
From my being
My departure from this world
Of the void that I keep seeing
Into which all life is hurled
Why be annoyed
Though by a void
That now appears to me
Just like the void my life enjoyed
Before it came to be?
So being wise
We improvise
With what we are equipped
Soon as we come to realize
Nobody has a script
But I allow
I don’t see how
Important it will be
If I am dead and take a bow
No one alive will see
Why be annoyed
Though by a void
That now appears to me
Just like the void my life enjoyed
Before it came to be?