From the recording What We're Trying To Become
Lyrics
MAGIC SHOW: 4PM
The crowd was amazed for an hour or so
Now the theatre is empty as I pack up alone
I’ve got one last trick as I walk out the door
I’m invisible again……
If you happened to look with a discerning eye
My tux has grown frayed, my eyes sunken and tired
Haven’t felt real magic in such a long time
I just pretend……
Abracadabra, Alakazam
I can’t make my mistakes disappear, goddamn
I’d trade in this wand for one more chance to really feel
Abracadabra, Alakazam
I can’t re-conjure what I took for granted
I’d trade in this act for one more chance at something real
To know all the secrets behind every trick
Leaves you disillusioned, it’s so damn ironic
Don’t know what I expected, but it sure wasn’t this
I guess that’s how it goes…..
Then there you were at the very next show
You were hard to miss there sitting in the third row
We kept locking eyes, an irresistible pull
Sometimes you just know……
Abracadabra, Alakazam
Love can bring you back to life again
It’s no smoke and mirrors, no hidden sleight of hand
Abracadabra, Alakazam
It just takes a touch or a subtle glance
To pull the hope you thought was gone out of a hat.