Jack M. Senff - Early Zeppelin

Front row at the magic act,
All eyes on him
The man dressed full in black he’s got us fooled
“A volunteer,” he says,
“For my last one.”
& with the wave of his hat, the spotlight shines
On a sea of nervous hands
Where I’m raising mine...
Wouldn’t it be nice to feel so alive?
Oh, then the spotlight shines on me
He says, “come on.”
So I come on
Leave my seat
Climb the stage
Then it all goes away
Except the dark
I hear him say:
This is what means to disappear,
To really give it up, to not be here
I’m straining for a sign of misdirection
But there’s no applause
I hear him say:
This is what it means to disappear
To really give it up, to not be here
Oh, to not be here

Written by:
Jack Senff

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