Strange Ghosts Lyrics

Standing in the empty theatre

Full of strange ghosts

Who foreshadow future faces

Transfixed engrossed

The crew is here now

Setting up the scene

All hands to the job

A greasepaint oiled machine

Air sizzling

Yet all in our stride

Practical

Keep it cool

But inside -

We can taste it

That buzz of a vision realised

Soon to be seen by so many eyes

Moving through a pregnant atmosphere

That's about to burst into life

All for the love of entertainment

Exercising excitement containment

A balance of distance and feeling it

A dance of pretense and meaning it

An abstract theatrical contract

Between practitioner and devotee

Is about to be entered into

For an emotional jamboree

Last minute preparation

To make the illusion complete

Electric expectation

Of a beautiful deceit

The strange ghosts will be real soon

No more empty seats

Butterflies?

It's a butterfly rodeo!

But we know

All part of the show

Steady now