Smoke And Mirrors

After forty years of this, the same old tired tricks.
Their approval gets him paid, their approval makes him sick.
He needs a miracle just so he can feel alive.
He wants to walk on water then turn the water into wine.
It's all just smoke and mirrors.
It's all inside your head.
Who wants to live like that, walking around like you're dead?
Like a middle aged amusement park who can't stand anything. You need something you cannot explain to me.
"That's it! I quit!" He screams as he pulls up to the cliff.
It's time to jump, not to die, he truly wants to live.
But he needs a miracle just so he can stay alive.
He wants to walk across the air.
He wants to reach the other side.
It's all just smoke and mirrors.
You've imagined the whole thing.
You're so in love with misery you walk around everything. You're so afraid of being content that you can't stand anything.
And these are the ways you can't feel anything...I know. Hindsight's always a little late.
It's such a shame you couldn't wait.
It's all already been mapped out.
You're so upset with how it all turns out.
But you can't complain if you turn around right now.
What are you waiting for?
Now's the time to finally feel alive.