Magic

You were torn clean
With a knack for scheming

Such adoring
All the needs of a demon
And applauding
Pairs well with appealing

You told me you believed in magic
I told you to believe in you

You told me you believed in magic
I told you to believe in you

You were borrowed
From the basement
Now the kingdom
Is your patient

And the drawback
To a garden
Where the wisdom
Is sufficient
And the mission
Is evolving
You recall he's going home

That golden home



Credits
Writer(s): Steven Lichtenstein
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