[00:23.25]So, you don't get to be a saint[00:28.23]Martyrs never last this long[00:30.75]Guess I'll never be the one[00:38.07]To defeat desire in song[00:42.96]Here's a marker[00:45.39]Here's my naked skin[00:52.59]Our exhibit A[00:52.89]Put a small X where I lost my way[01:02.61]All the actors broke their legs[01:07.56]And it's too late to postpone[01:12.39]The producer's getting high[01:17.28]And the audience went home[01:21.90]Smile and take your awkward bow[01:27.03]Turn and stumble off the stage[01:31.95]Let the rain be your applause[01:36.93]And every encore soothe your rage[01:41.61]Squint with one eye[01:44.25]Hum a show tune, wait[01:47.43]For your ride to say[01:51.66]Oh, that's where you must have lost your way[02:21.09]Megaphones in helicopters squeal[02:26.04]"Hey, are you okay?"[02:30.93]Searchlights circle[02:33.39]Where we lost our way[02:43.35]All our accidents went purposeful and fell[02:46.59]Stripped of providence or any way to tell[02:55.89]Our intentions were intangible and sweet[03:05.94]Sick with simple math and shy discoveries[03:17.43]Piled up against our impending defeat