Letra de Empire city

Somewhere in the front of the footlights
I´m looking for a good place to sit
All my lines get so complicated
That I take a fall into the orchestra pit

Samson suffered the same fate
Powerless and losing his hair
Somewhere in the wings there´s a sensible whisper:
When the hero dies, does the audience care?

All the sneaky things we could do in the dark
And with every chance, I´d end up missing my mark
In the city of night, out in the city of snow
We kept playing the part where she´s letting me go
She always reminds me:
We´re playing the part where she´s letting me go

Somewhere in the Empire City
Someone takes a curtain call
I´m so broke at the end of the evening
That you´ll find me hopeless in the back of the hall

Brutus suffered the same fate
They left him all alone with his shame
Somewhere in the wings there´s a sensible whisper:
When you wield the knife, learn to carry the blame