Acting Class - Color Theory

Act I: The Quiet Life

I sit alone all day

Far removed from center stage

I memorize my lines

A thousand words I’ll never say

Preparing for the big audition

I call you on the phone

In the morning Saturday

You ask if everything’s okay

And wait so patiently

Through the awkward silences

I never have the nerve to ask you

Childhood wishes

Dirty dishes

I will show you everything

Act II: The Butterfly

They typecast me as dull

I deserve a better role

An understudy to the man

That sleeps inside of this cocoon

I will rise above this stage fright

Still I have the butterflies

In my stomach

In my heart

Life is a performance art

Someday soon I’ll speak my soul

Shed my skin and fly away

Free of every inhibition

A reversal through rehearsal

I want some understanding

I want some understanding

An acting class will teach me

To be myself completely

I want some understanding

I want some understanding

Nobody knows for certain

What lies behind the curtain

Act III: The Final Bow

Class is beginning finally

Three units of group therapy

Twenty people in a room

Wearing many different lives

Like picking clothes

For an important party

Still I have the butterflies

In my stomach

In my heart

Life is a performance art

Someday soon I’ll speak my soul

Shed my skin and fly away

Free of every inhibition

A reversal through rehearsal