We Look to You

My days have little glamour

Writing memos, making calls

And wincing at the grammar

Written on the bathroom walls

It's all school supplies and budget size

And wading through red tape

That's why I love the theater

It's how I escape

So, theater is a distraction?

Is that what you're saying?

No, a distraction is momentary. An escape helps you heal

We look to you

To take us away

From the soul-crushing jobs

And emasculating pay

When our lives come up short

And our hopes are sad and few

You whisk us off to some place strange and new

We look to you

In good times and bad

The worlds you create

Make the real ones seem less sad

The curtain goes up

And every now and then it feels as if we're coming home again

Yes, coming home again

We need a place to run to

When everything goes wrong

When the answer to each problem

Is to burst into a song

And simple rules of logic just simply don't apply

When people dance in unison

And no one wonders why

You make it sound so beautiful

We look to you

As strange as it seems

When reality goes to scary new extremes

So don't ever give up

And this I guarantee

Next time you think no one cares

You can look to me

Thank you, that means a lot

No, thank you