Audience

There is no audience Only light on in my room is red I'm reflected vaguely in my window and Clear enough to let me monitor it So show me how you would collapse So show me how you would flirt So show me how you would stand in the center and There is no audience For what I have just conjured here Swollen eyes scanning the mezzanine Gesturing thanks to the orchestra I don't care who's out there, no I remember I was told Never be complacent There's angels watching over all And they'll send me straight to the hoosegow For a lackluster performance There is no audience I return to starting position and Play a song with a long introduction In the wings, wait with anticipation I don't care who's out there, no I remember I was told Never be complacent There's angels watching over all And they'll send me straight to the hoosegow For a lackluster performance Intimacy in private Is what makes me consistent Practice makes perfect Practice makes perfect