Alcoholic & Aurabite
Alcoholic Alcoholic
Aurabite Aurabite
Aurabite Aurabite
You ever heard about that abandoned theater that still smells like applause? I’m thinking there’s a secret in those empty seats. Curious what you’d do if the curtain never fell?
Alcoholic Alcoholic
If the curtain never fell, I'd take a seat in the back row and start writing a play for the ghosts to read, or maybe just stay and listen to applause that never ends. I'd pour a drink to keep the sound alive, knowing I’d never get real applause, but the echo would be enough to make the theater feel like it still breathes.