2024년 9월 24일 화요일

Thursday - M. Shepard


The stage is set to rip the wings from a butterfly(The stage is set)The stage is set don't forget to breathe(Between the lines)
If the whole world dies, then it's safe to take the stageThese graves will stretch like landing stripsHospitals, all dead museums
We won't have to be afraid anymoreThe crowd is growing silent with the gathering storm
When the curtain falls and you're caught on the other sideJust trying to keep up the actWe'll lie in the back of black cars with the windows rolled upJoining the procession of emptiness
If we say these words it will be too late to take them backSo we hold our breath and fold our handsLike paper airplanes(And we're going to crash)
We don't have to be alone(We don't have to be alone)Ever againThere's a riot in the theater, someone's standing in the aisles
Are everywhere and they're lining up(Carving the 'm' in your side)Stand alone(This time)
When the curtain falls and you're caught on the other sideJust trying to keep up the actWe'll lie in the back of black cars with the windows rolled upJoining the procession of emptinessThe stage is set to rip the wings from the butterfly
Pull the curtain backKill all the houselightsPin the dress of lotus flowersThe silk is spinning round and around with the ceiling fanI'm disappearing into the spotlightI'm on display with the butterfly with smiles
With smiles like picket fences you tie us all up and leave us outside"That voice is silent now, the boat has sunk"

We're on our own but we're not going to run 

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