Houdini’s Blind

Harry Houdini climbs in the box
Everyone knows he'll never get out
Out of his mind
Under the microscope, he will try
Try to remember why
He began

An agent is waiting for Harry to sign
A minor disclaimer, in case he should die
Live on the air
He's under the water again
Blind

We're doomed but the show must go on, Harry
You've got a thousand lights and laser beams
You're burning them now for way too long, Harry

We're doomed, but the show must go on, Harry
You've got the finest in designer genes
But lately your legs have grown too long, Harry

I can't say that I am getting closer
I can't pray enough to get there faster
I can't learn it from another master
Why can't everybody understand that
This is a lesson in self-preservation
Breathing in the vapors of a different direction
What will you do when the end is near?
Will you defend your right to leave from here?