So much difference now, the feeling's letting down. I have a notion of where I am although I'm scared some how. Not just a dropping in, more a dropping out. It fell so loud that I found out I always did without.
I dreamt nothing was wrong, everything just smiled. In this worthwhile dream of mine a beauty place combined. I saw eagles fly, a grey sky open up, a star explode and others float between the mountaintops.
She said: 'That's another kind of magic, I swear, things go smoothly'.
Now it's up to me. Somewhere hid away there's a cure but I ain't sure whether it's mine to pay. Because all the time I tried to give my dreams a life. Every time that I woke up I simply closed my eyes.
She said: 'That's another kind of magic, I swear, things go smoothly'. Man I promise you it gets better we're there...'
Futile dreams and reasons floating in the air. While I stay silent. And I gave up to try and walk on water. For you, for you, so smooth...
I feel weary now, shaky in the gut. What if I woke up and saw that dreams is all I got. I guess I'd laugh at life, sneaky in the hand. Because it's a bitch to find out things ain't going as you planned.
But she said: 'That's another kind of magic, I swear, things go smoothly. Man I promise its gets better, we're there. Are you willing to look the other way. Are you willing to take chances'. I said: 'It's best if you just walk away'. She said: 'Life is short and meaningless, unless you make the best of it'.
