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Well it's a fragile tension That's keeping us going It may not last forever But of all wind is blowing
There's something magical in the air Some things so tragic we have to care
It's a strange obsession It's drawing us nearer We don't understand it It never get's clearer
There's something mystical in our dreams They're so simplistic it kicks and screams
Oh when we see too recon the art occult that nothing can keep us down
It's a dizzying feeling That's keeping us flying Some glittering gauntlet Without even trying
There's something magical in our hands Nothing logical to our plans
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