Owen Sheers - Last Act lyrics

Don't be suprised it has taken so long to show you these: the gaps like missing teeth in the face of my speech, the silent mouthing O, the stuck record of my tongue and the countdown through the page to the zero of the word failing to catch. Because isn't this always the last act? The drawing back of the curtain to show the parts we've played. The previous scenes stacked in the wings and at the centre, under the spotlight, the actor, bowing as himself for the first time all night.