Yeah. The play means a lot to me This may be the last time we are all together And this is a very special group of people All of us And the reason I love you My work, this play is that we are the lucky people Alright We get paid to do something we love We express ourselves on stage And part of that expression means pain, uncomfortable truths but it's real Alright It's not synthetic It's natural delight Here we are shaking hands, breaking hearts and making friends Not alone in the world today And tomorrow far away And outside, it's a mean time People starve over bread and wine And outside, it's a mean time People die over painted lines There ain't much going on out there compared to all the love in here I don't care if you've won the stakes, save some lives or cut some brakes Out there it's just a puppet show A pantomime with no words to show How we all are just yearning for love that's too deep in the heart But in here in the meantime Life's a gift and we're all refined But in here in the meantime All is well if you know your lines 'Cause I don't know what tomorrow will bring What bells will toll What phones will ring All I know is in the meantime Look outside It's just a pantomime