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I am dressing for the day I haven't started Reading every door before I knock I have practiced every version of arriving And forgotten how to walk The clock is not the enemy It is moving like it should I am only standing here Like the floor is made of wood This is the rehearsal This is the rehearsal Where I learn the way to want Without the way to do This is the rehearsal This is the rehearsal And the curtain never falls Until the curtain falls on you I keep editing the sentence I will say Until the moment passes by I keep choosing not to choose And calling it a choice for life The clock is not unkind It is steady, it is true I am only standing here Pretending I will move This is the rehearsal This is the rehearsal Where I learn the way to want Without the way to do This is the rehearsal This is the rehearsal And the curtain never falls Until the curtain falls on you There is no general There is no audience There is no opening night That gets it right This is not the rehearsal This is not the rehearsal This is the way I want This is the way I do This is not the rehearsal This is not the rehearsal This was always the show And the show was always you The show was always you The show was always you