Disapearing Act

Disapearing Act

There's a hole in the ground

Where they place all the things they found

And it's hard to retake it

Even though it's right there locked and bound

There's a hole in a chest

Where the air seems to rush right out

And it's hard to imagine

How it is to never scream or shout

All the chains in my way

They're like a mattress on a bill

Making way to the end

Before the monsters get their kill

There's a place far away

Where it's hard to return each day

And although it defies all common sense

They'll do it anyway

Take me back to a far, safe distance

To a place where I can't remember

And although it defies all common sense

They'll do it once