When I am in the choir loft
I feel like I am God.
I sit there and I watch everybody from on high

But nobody ever notices me
Unless I do something really conspicuous
Like dropping my choir music

Or causing a pillar of fire to swell up
Right in the middle aisle of the church.
But even then,

Even when they all turn their heads
And see me in awe
They always go right back
To facing the front.

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