Finding The Want

Magic

No more magic
These secret pills
Tell my secrets
To everyone else
Now we're coming down
Around

I will this way again
So far so fast distance past
I will this way again

Can you read
Between the lines
This crimson clover
Is turning over
So many more leaves
Grieve

I will this way again
So far so fast distance past
I will this way again

No more magic
Between the lines
This crimson clover
Tells my secrets
Now we're coming down
Grieve

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