Guiding you, a voice is coming from behind the stage.
Finding you, a voice is found on a missing page.
Winding through, a plot controller from another age!
Pulling the cord of mystery,
Cheating a clock,
Meeting a team from history.
A stranger’s face is seen – But is he on our team?
The lights go out and everybody screamed – ‘team!’
A fiend who was a foe
The quarter whistle is about to blow.
Then I go.
Tunnel underground
Enter sideways, reaching all around
In the darkness I will not be found.
Invisible people doing the wave.
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