Let’s Do The Show Right Here !
All the world’s a musical,
A song-and-dance in rhyme,
A carefree waltz through happy life
In endless pantomime.
Just drifting by the numbers,
As they’re belted to the rafters –
So farcic’ly predictable
In happy-ever-afters.
The rest of us, we’re not the stars,
That’s always someone else –
The people with more talent,
And the people with more wealth.
We rarely even get to join the chorus
As they strut –
We’re just the understudies
To the bit-parts-who-were-cut.
All the world’s a musical,
That’s dancing in the street,
But some of us will never get to
Glimpse the lyric-sheet.
But leads become the leads
Because they’re who we want to see –
There’s few to watch the story of the life
Of you and me.
The rest of us, we’re not the stars,
We’re just the audience –
We go about our daily lives
With fading confidence.
We try to make a diff’rence,
But we struggle to be heard –
We’ll never be performers,
If we never sing a word.
All the world’s a musical,
A life that’s lit by lime –
Where strangers sing impulsively,
Yet sing in perfect time.
The rest of us, we’re not the stars,
We barely know the song –
But in the end, I guess we shrug,
And try to hum along.
Rhyming Couplets 