From the New World

The vanishing act’s up next
but the magician’s nowhere to be found.
He’s watching from the balcony.
He’s gonna stay put and make the world disappear.

The vanishing act’s up next
but this time Jesus has the upper hand.
There’s not a single cloud in this sky, which is to say
there’s not a single suicidal thought in my mind.
Oh death, where is your sting?
I’m not gonna listen to satan anymore.

The vanishing act’s up next
but my treasure’s not going anywhere.
My treasure’s in heaven, and my Isaac’s on earth.
My heart is in heaven and my treasure’s in my bed.

I gave up my riches but I had no faith
from the crow’s three caws until today, but
by the fire I heard a whispered word
sounding like a cymbal or a
ram’s horn
“He’s back,
and He’s coming back, and He’s back.”

The vanishing act’s up next
but this time it’s screwtape’s turn to disappear.
Come watch the show.
The dawn is here.

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