Paper Waves

Jarrett Osborn

Raising the blood red curtain
Whispers and eyes uncertain
The orchestra begins the theme and chorus
As the tension breaks down before us

I’m sinking, I’m sinking down, I’m sinking down

While we drown in paper waves
from the safety of the stage
There’s the shoreline off the side
But we’re drifting with the tide

It’s a rhapsody in blue
On the crest of different hues
I can’t seem to drift away
When we’re riding paper waves

The cigarette’s cloud hangs heavy
Diming the light acetylene
Down comes the applause, a rain of tension
The dawning of the star, a cause of mention

While we drown in paper waves
from the safety of the stage
There’s the shoreline off the side
But we’re drifting with the tide

It’s a rhapsody in blue
On the crest of different hues
I can’t seem to drift away
When we’re riding paper waves