Was it ever real
The magic I used to feel
Tears fill my tired eyes
Perhaps magic was but a lie…

Music melts my fragile heart
But only to a hardened part
That place I use to hide
Until the storm would pass me by

I wish I’d never come to know
These realizations have laid me low

Ignorance is bliss – so alive in myths
Imagination is alive – don’t let it pass you by

If it were in my power
It would all be real
That is
All the magic I used to feel