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Sleight of Hand

My Dad Is Dead

Step up to see the show, there's not anywhere you can go.
It's a miracle man on trial. Well we'll all be here for awhile.
And no one is who they seem. They are incomplete, as they all repeat
Statements prepared in advance. Nothing left to chance in this safety dance.

All the time, it's sleight of hand, the hiding hands that make us blind.

Come up to the podium, to give a speech, historic one.
Change all of our minds. Make us believe that we can conceive
Of a future that we can trust won't self destruct, run out of luck.