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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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