Theater of Lost Receipts

(voice memo audio... "I kept the receipt.

The opener did three songs.

We're the

only ones left here...")

I'm holding onto paper

In a theater turned to stone (ahhh) They left the stage in

silence

But we are not alone

Three songs for the opening act

Three lines on a crumpled receipt

Now the holy ground is shaking

Cleanse the stage, burn the

page

(ooh-ahh) In the ruins of the gallery!

No one's looking back We keep the proof

Underneath the holy roof

Just the receipt... in the dark.