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There's no magic



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Mon Jan 23, 2012 12:41 am
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Verse 1
Looking down on the city below -
the one that never sleeps;
headlights and cars and taxis yellow,
creators of memories my heart keeps.

Verse 2
Looking down from high above
at the city that'll forget me soon;
I'll leave behind undenied love,
let it glisten in the hidden moon.

Bridge
I'd fly if there were such a thing as magic,
but I won't dream at all;
'cause if there were such a thing as magic
you wouldn't let me fall.

Chorus
Take my hand,
tell me you love me before I leave,
destiny'll give us a chance, I believe.
There's no magic in this,
there's no magic in this.
This is the end,
the seconds are waiting to take me away,
come closer and tell me to stay
before it's too late.

Verse 3
Watching my whole life flash before me,
blurred with all the dashing city lights;
could it be I imagine all I see?
Could it be I had never seen those sights?

Verse 4
Watching it all pass like a train,
souvenirs looking out the window,
the smoke is my dying pain -
taken to where ever the wind'll blow.

Bridge
I'd fly if there were such a thing as magic,
but I won't dream at all;
'cause if there were such a thing as magic
you wouldn't let me fall.

Chorus (x2)
Take my hand,
tell me you love me before I leave,
destiny'll give us a chance, I believe.
There's no magic in this,
there's no magic in this.
This is the end,
the seconds are waiting to take me away,
come closer and tell me to stay
before it's too late.

End
But it's too late,
this is my fate,
there's no magic in this,
there's no magic in this.
You think I'll fly?
But I know that's a lie,
there's no magic in this,
there's no magic in this,
there's no magic in this...
when she needs to shelter from reality she takes a dip in my daydreams
  








He began to wonder why he had felt uneasy at all. It was like a man wondering in broad daylight why a dream had appeared so terrible to him at night.
— Chinua Achebe, Things Fall Apart