Curtains Rising

Beautiful morning
No longer mechanized at all
The curtain's rising
Now you can perform for all
No one's better
No one's better

Spin like a spire
Rage like a fire
Hushed as a grave
Light as a knave

Retrieve the moment
When you were first ignited
Just keep in motion
Or you will sink into the floor
No one's better
No one's better

Spin like a spire
Rage like a fire
Hushed as a grave
Light as a knave

Everything that ever could be possible
Is currently already happening
As we drift and we think and we sink
In this photographic dream



Credits
Writer(s): Ross Wachsman
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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