• for a time, when i was young, i only knew two things
    that were true life is a magical thing to behold
    you could never understand this magic to behold.

    always walking away from the sad, sad truth never
    knowing what it was like to have friends, never knowing
    the place where magic happened, never knowing.

    this time you will know the true magic of your soul
    always walking, always sleeping, always falling from the
    truth that you could never know.

    for a time these two truths were always watching never
    sleeping how could you understand them until you fall down
    from graces eyes? never sleeping, never knowing, for a time