Do I need to spell it out
you’ve slammed us for a bad patch
there’s no doubt
and I am lacking faith I fear
in any charm or spell
to lift us out of here
time is magic
without flair or drama
You think I’m full of it
well so’s your mama
I’m just trying to trace
the sacred shape
I know we had it once
I’ve got it somewhere on tape
but those days are long long gone
nothing between there and here
maybe a couple thousand songs
and maybe no one will ever
speak those spells
and I’ll be forgotten utterly
maybe just as well
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