The Theater Equation ACT 1, Scene 7 – Day six: Childhood (Live in Rotterdam)

[Agony: Devon Graves]
You're alone in your bedroom
Hiding from the world
Staring at the ceiling

[Me: James LaBrie]
Mother said "he'll be home soon"
But he never was
And I knew how she was feeling

[Fear: Anneke van Giersbergen]
You always let him down; "you'd never be like him"
He'd always break you, never let you win
No matter what you said, he'd always disagree
You swore that one day you would be
Better than him
One day you'd win

[Agony: Devon Graves]
You're hiding out in the cellar
Aching and ashamed
Covering up the bruises

[Me: James LaBrie]
And then he would tell her
How I tripped and hurt my head
How I'd always be a loser

[Fear: Anneke van Giersbergen]
You always let him down; "you'd/I'd never be like him"
He'd always break you, never let you win
No matter what you said, he'd always disagree
You swore that one day you would be
Better than him
One day you'd/I'd win

[Solo]

[Agony: Devon Graves]
You're all alone in your bedroom
How could you learn to care
When nobody cares for you

[Me: James LaBrie]
Mother said "he'd/he'll be home soon"
But he never came, as for me
He didn't have to