The Theatre

from by Ian Gordon

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lyrics

- A greeting -

"Beyond the gargoyle statue, Jason happens upon a giant theatre. Observing seven paintings in the foyer, a short fellow in a black tuxedo greets him."

The Greeter
Welcome to The Theatre. Today's exhibition, "Manifestation". Before viewing the main exhibition, please take a moment to appreciate the seven paintings before you in the foyer...

Narrator
The greeter dissolves and he stands alone
Eyes on the seven paintings
Each host to a meadow in the Sun
Familiar greens and birds in the sky

The Greeter
Go on into The Theatre
Go on into The Theatre
Walk on into The Theatre
Feel it within The Theatre

Narrator
Searching for the truth
But evading him is truth

A bathroom door reads
'Enter here, see the painting Manifestation'
(my bathroom door?)
Nervously cautious he approaches the frame
He's eager to look within

The Greeter
Go on into The Theatre
Go on into The Theatre
Walk on into The Theatre
Feel it within The Theatre

Narrator
Searching for the truth
But evading him is truth

Stepping inside, the hall is beautifully wide
And the elegant gods are towering
The grandeur within reaches inside
And rattles his beating heart

Jason
I'm sure that I arrived on my own
But now I sense that I'm no longer alone
A presence so unnerving is here
Its eyes are on my back now I fear

It's behind me...

- First encounter -

"Jason senses a presence in the rear gods above him. A shrouded figure stands there, looking down toward the stage."

Narrator
Turning his head now he looks to the rafters
A figure is standing above in the gods
There a black overcoat masks his reticent shape
And a dark trilby hat cloaks his eyes and his face

Hidden eyesight, stares through Jason
Down toward the painting stage bound
Beckoning him

Down the aisle he quickly strolls
Unaware of what awaits
The painting sits upon the stage
It lives to entertain
Climbing up onto the stage to look it in the eye
A thousand questions cross his mind without the reasons why

The painting it reveals a landscape
The same he'd seen before
But then the colours start to fade and a cityscape is born
A hidden picture comes to life before his very eyes
Before the colours fade again

- Leaving -

Jason
I feel bizarre
I feel unearthly
I've witnessed things I didn't believe in before

Narrator
Bewildered and bemused
He leaves The Theatre now
And wanders through a harbour to a waterside
Six boats await him there

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from The Box (Remastered), released July 5, 2011
Written, recorded & produced by Ian Gordon

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