longer for smaller prizes
I feel a stranger to all surprises
You can have them, I don't want them
I wear a different kind of garment
In my rehearsal for retirement
The lights are cold again
All but the beggar he remembers
I put a penny down for payment
In my rehearsal for retirement
the end would end in laughter
I'd tell my daughter that
The stage is tainted with
I take my colors from the stable
In my rehearsal for retirement
Where are the armies that
And turned a strong man into a baby?
Now comes the rabble, they are welcome
In my rehearsal for retirement
the end would end in laughter
Still, I tell my daughter that
Farewell my own true love,
Are you still on me, love,
though you have failed me?
But one last gesture for your pleasure,
At my rehearsal for retirement
the end would end in laughter
Still I tell my daughter that