Appendix 1
INSIDE THE GRAND ILLUSION
by
Dennis Charlebois
(Sagit)
Through the looking glass the grand illusion beckons
The stagelights bright, the audience in place
We check the makeup mirror one more time
Confident no one can see our face
As the mists of unreality surround us
In costumes hiding gender and age
We build the grand illusion around us
And trembling, we walk onto the stage
Through the looking glass there lies a magic ballroom
Where only we can hear the music played
We search for things like friendship and love
And dance inside our magic masquerade
As the mists of unreality surround us
In costumes hiding gender and age
We build the grand illusion around us
And trembling, we walk onto the stage
But we're all only players on the stage
And the time comes when the audience goes home
When we take the costumes off forever
And stand in the grayness all alone
Through the looking glass, is it all illusion?
Or is mirage, perhaps the better word?
A vision unattainable that beckons
A siren's song that's better left unheard
As the mists of reality surround us
And the looking glass slowly cracks in two
We see at last that in the grand illusion
Love and friendship were just illusions too
And we're all only players on the stage...
And we're all only players on the stage...
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