The Magic Theatre, For Madmen Only - Poem by Wojja Fink
Hey Joe we’re going to the magic theatre
’What’s the magic theatre (laughter)
What you laughing at. (more laughter)
I’m almost broke
How much to get in (more)
The magic theatre’s for madmen only Joe
The price of admission’s your mind.
Must take years to get in then…….. Laughs
It’s quicker than you can think
Travel in a blink
Give the doorman a knowing wink
And you’re in
What’s it like?
It’s like the sunrise that lights the world inside your eyes
Like the love that binds you without ties
It’s easy like the breath that breathes you every day
And simple like your words that rise and sound and fall away.
It’s empty …at the same time full of you
Peaceful like you never ever knew
With nothing at all for anyone left to do.
As the scenery keeps on changing;
Inside of you.
Idea from Stepphen Wolf
by Herman Hesse
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