When the Laughter Stops
Farse Lyrics

Riding on and on the coat tails of,
We have been using the success of others for our own advantage for some time.

We need to figure the way to the key,
We need to find the solution to our problem.

Two have it lost in love,
Two people have lost themselves in love and are experiencing issues as a result.

Beneath the backdrop of some fifties show,
Our situation is reminiscent of a scene from a 1950s television show.

We tried to set the wheels in motion,
We attempted to take action and make things happen.

But the breaks got stuck.
Our attempt to move forward was hindered by an obstacle.

But its been something since I worried,
It has been a while since I have been concerned about something.

The kind of people you were with,
I was worried about the people you were associating with.

I guess I felt left out, insecure,
I believe I felt excluded and uncertain about myself.

Now when did this small talk get so big?
When did our insignificant conversations become such a significant issue?

And while I know we've both changed,
I am aware that we have both gone through some changes.

Extravagant displays too late this house of cards has tipped,
Our attempts to impress have come too late, and our flimsy endeavor has collapsed.

And as the plot thickens becomes the twist.
As the story progresses, the outcome becomes more unexpected.

House of cards its in the ether,
Our fragile situation is in the air, or uncertain.

I wouldn't want to be there when the laughter stops,
I would not want to be present when the situation becomes unpleasant.

Guest book misleading of the names etched, there seldom here to claim.
The names in our guest book are inaccurate, and the people who wrote them are rarely present.

Well we turned hands, pushed but whe could not break,
We tried to make things work, but were unable to succeed.

Guess what's behing closed doors? Enigma remains.
What is happening behind closed doors remains a mystery.

I thought id turned the corner its like I jumped right back.
I believed I had found a solution, but it appears I am back where I started.

Climbing the steeple, out of reach I hear a slow dance,
I am climbing up high, and in the distance, I can hear slow music playing.

Before we used to bitch and now a fast dance,
We used to complain, but now we are moving quickly.

A painting that goes through the edges of the framing and something you should of said,
An artwork that goes beyond the boundaries of the frame and something you should have expressed.

A balancing act upon a ledge as we pull back,
It is difficult to maintain balance on a narrow surface as we attempt to withdraw.

Tightropes across buildings, quiet roads, symptoms, fallings, cast off, calling adieu.
Walking across tightropes between buildings, quiet streets, signs of illness, falling, casting off, saying goodbye.