There is no dress rehearsal Just a script that I've never read A sad story that is universal A vague idea of what to expect Is it curtains already? I haven't learned my lines Is it curtains already? I just thought that we'd have more time A missed call with a message attached "We need to talk when you have the chance" I stood frozen in that Gainesville venue Not knowing how to react Is it curtains already? I haven't learned my lines Is it curtains already? I'll improvise Not surprising I put off the call Socialized and put up a wall Anything to prolong the chances Before confirming she was really gone I crossed Southwest Second Street Made the call and stared at my feet "She passed away about an hour ago While you were onstage living the dream"