Showtime

There's no point in fearing the curtain call
Your magic will steal the show,
Shine through the faces that gaze at you
At the height of your majestic glow.

And yet you peer through the blinds
Overwhelmed by the thousand faces you see
With my face among all the smiles,
Enjoying my anonymity.

But once the spotlight hits your face
It'll be over before you even know.
All eyes will disappear behind the lights
And you'll be dancing all alone.

Play tricks with your sorcerer's charm,
Dance your way with your ballerina's grace.
With your eyes closed, dance away
Till you waltz to another time and place.

And if you happen to decide on walking away
Let me know when you're about to leave.
For the show must still go on
But I can still save you a seat.

Etymology

And I stood there beneath the red sky
Held by the laws that define our lives
A lullaby for the eyes
With the stars and the sun
Re-aligned.

The mental pictures have been gathering dust since
Untitled, waiting to be forgotten.

And the clouds floating above gave a bit of comfort
Hiding the thunders that waited to crack the grounds
Shaped like pieces of a puzzle still unsolved,
Craving for something new to be found.

They'll soon be all forgotten
Like all things without a name.

And I stood there, speechless
Trying to register the visions
Overjoyed all that I had seen
If only I could find the right word
To describe the way I could feel.

What you see is what you feel
The only difference is the irony.
Eyes can name what the mind fails to read
And you run out of words when you're most in need.