Time has a way with magic: It rips it apart. Isn't it tragic? Leaving tiny pieces in its wake But never enough to keep them straight It's taking me farther It's pulling me in I'm swimming so hard now I don't even know where to begin Every day, eclipsed by its end Every night, prepare to do it all over again In the morning, I'll be alright Just...Learn More

(The shadow on the ceiling is death) Everything you see, everything you do Everything you dream, comes back to you Everyone you meet, everything you eat But before too long Everyone you love, everyone you know Everything will fall to the earth below (Man, when did I get so damn cynical?) I'm running, I'm trying, I'm falling behind But I can't...Learn More