There is magic in live theatre It can't be understood For even watching a bad play Is really something good The footlights and the curtains The sound of actors on the boards Of orchestras and the sound effects Of cheaply painted swords
The theatre is a special place It excites me to no end It's a long lost brother coming home It's a warm and welcome friend Sitting in a theatre Waiting for the overture Is an illness I suffer happily And one for which I wish no cure
Good theatre is transporting Takes you where the actor lives You sense it in the speeches That every actor gives You get lost in what's going on You feel hurt and you feel pain And when you get another chance You splurge and go again
Live theater is hypnotic It's a world that stands alone It's a place inside your being You learn how love is shown It's where you listen to great music Played by artists never seen Where you hear the actor's heartbeat Unlike on the silver screen
Live theatre is true magic I can't tell you how I feel when I see a live performance I know exactly what is real The lights are slowly dimming I hear them closing the lobby doors Shhhhh....the orchestra is ready Here comes the overture.....
For Cress, John Turner, Louise Pitre, and all of the others who have ever created magic on the stage.