Houdini In Shackles
Shackles, ropes and handcuffs;
escaping from hell.
Locked, roped and weighted, submerged in a boat.
We all take our chances, we soar and we climb.
We argue with the reason and the rhyme.
Houdini in shackles, that’s who we are.
We fall for the promise and reach for the stars.
Prison cells and coffins;
suspended from above.
Nothing crosses the great divide;
not even love.
We all take our chances, we soar and we climb.
We argue with the reason and the rhyme.
Houdini in shackles, that’s who we are.
We fall for the promise and reach for the stars.
Houdini in shackles, we search for life
walking on a tightrope, defined by strife.
We’ll maybe send a message from the grave.
Articulate, defiant, perhaps brave.
Houdini in shackles, that’s who we are.
We fall for the promise and reach for the stars.
Houdini in shackles, we search for life
walking on a tightrope, defined by strife.
We’ll maybe send a message from the grave.
Articulate, defiant, perhaps brave.
Written by Paul Vasey August 2023