When the actions speak
When the paper becomes obsolete
As the shadows move
And take life,
And so the script begins to

As the hollow hall fills
With sound,
As the world outside
Goes blank,
Two voices intertwine,
Two bodies synchronize,
A spark flies
And a tragedy unfolds

As the moves go on,
And become complimented
By the next, and the next,
It suddenly all stops,
And the two voices –
They smile,
They connect

A spark flies