Obscurity takes center stage
The choirboy vents his rage
From the book of death he steals a page
He tucks it in his pocket
This firecracker will be a rocket
Recognition is overdue
The shadows hide his crystal view
He's the only one he can't see through
All else is a vision
An apparent apparition
So he sails towards the sun
In his self made machine
As confidence confides in him
He's joined by his dream
A miniscule and meager man
Is larger than he seemed
A subtle voice, a quiet choice
A fast and fatal scream
He pulls the mirror to his face
There's no one here in this place
It's a classic open and shut case
The guilty not suspected
Never noticed or corrected
Society will pay his price
It's up to him to break the ice
A true temptation will entice
Then he will have his story
His quarter hour of glory
So he sails towards the sun
In his self made machine
As confidence confides in him
He's joined by his dream
A miniscule and meager man
Is larger than he seemed
A subtle voice, a quiet choice
A fast and fatal scream
credits
from Twelve Tall Tales,
track released September 24, 2010
Music by Steve Fryman, Jason DeBord and Jeff Johnson
Lyrics: Jeff Johnson
Performed by Jeff Johnson
Harmonica: Chris Lannin
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