More of my obsession with the Magician as Metaphor. How big of a problem can it be?

I CAN MAKE ELEPHANTS DISAPPEAR
(C.Robertson 2010)

You’re headlining in Vegas
You got butts in the chairs
You got a suit made of gold lame
Nobody cares
I saw you in Tahoe
She was standing beside you
On the other side of the stage
Watching everything you do
She watched all the card tricks
She lived with the lies
I could see that she loved you
It was there in her eyes

You said, I know how she feels
But it ain’t that big a deal…
I can make elephants disappear
I  can make elephants disappear
Watch ‘em vanish in the air
Watch ‘em vanish in the air

I went to your trailer
But I didn’t go in
The lights were all out
And it smelled of gin
One of the tires was flat
it leaned to one side
and I don’t know how you could stand
living inside
I know she was with you
I knew she was there
I heard her cry out
It hung in the air

Chorus

soprano and baritone ukuleles, organ, synthesizer, bass, guitar...Craig
vocals...Craig