I wait at the table,
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And hold hands with weeping strangers,
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Wait for you
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To join the group.
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The tambourine jingle-jangles.
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The medium roams and rambles.
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Not taken in,
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I break the circle.
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I want this man
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To go away now.
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With a kiss
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I'd pass the key
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And feel your tongue
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Teasing and receiving.
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With your spit
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Still on my lip,
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You hit the water.
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Him and I in the room
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To prove you are with us too.
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He's using code that only you and I know.
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This is no trick of his.
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This is your magic.
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I'd catch the cues,
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Watching you,
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Hoping you'd do something wrong.
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Everybody thinks you'll never make it,
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But every time,
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You escape:
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'Rosabel believe,
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Not even eternity
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Can hold Houdini!'
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"Rosabel, believe!"
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Through the glass
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I'd watch you breathe.
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("Not even eternity--")
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Bound and drowned,
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And paler than you've ever been.
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("--will hold Houdini!")
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With your life
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The only thing in my mind--
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We pull you from the water!
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(Houdini!)
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You ("Hou-di-ni...")
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And I
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And Rosabel believe.
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Houdini
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| Kate Bush |
