They say one door opens another closes

But it seems I’m stuck in the threshold

Drag me down an empty hallway

One fool’s junk another’s gold

 

Suck it up for the onlookers

Like I’m having a grand time

Our act is quite elaborate

And now we’re all intertwined

 

Let them guess – they all want to know

People crave - the next great show

Today it’s me - tomorrow it’s you

Just imagine - we’re such a view

 

Frigid draft stuck in my throat

Or maybe that’s just my heart

Sink it down with just a drink

Like counting freckles in the dark

 

Beating sun down my neck

Salty stream across my tongue

Grasping at my bare chest

Heavy wind iron lung

 

Let them guess – they all want to know

People crave - the next great show

Today it’s me - tomorrow it’s you

Just imagine - we’re such a view