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Bask, in the limelight of your theatre Pieces of the stage being set-up For the grand-opening of your future A love is on the way Outside, a storm rages Violent and dark (strike, strike, strike) Inside your audience waits A crowd hushed in Serene silence Under the static charge of anticipation The curtains toward your fate Hang closed Heavily made from years of worry and fear Ornamented with the gossamer ropes That will tear them open to your destiny As the time draws near The storm rages stronger And the lights dim toward the first act All feels at a loss Until The infinite voices of your chorus Cry forth in a sound To blast open this amphitheater Rupture the storm to a blessed golden day And herald the first line Of your play eternal This voice booms forth The words “I love you”