Page 28 Sleeping At Last

Have you read the script?
Could you picture it?
... is it worth the risk?

Everything I love
Is on the line
On these neon signs

But I need to know- when you looked away
Was it something that I said? Was it something that I said?
Well okay, okay, I need you more than I did before
Now that the concrete is nearly set

Here in the second act I'm living in repair
Strange how the heart adapts when its pieces disappear
And there, on page 28, I'm so tired of drying glue
I begin my grand attempt at building something new

Though I tend to write
The epiphany more immediately
I guess I'm trusting that there's such a thing
As elegance in dissonance

God, I'm skeptical of pulling scenes
Was it something that I said? was it something that I did?
Please don't get me wrong - I still need your help
As history repeats itself