Magic

Smoke in the signals Won't touch the ground Perfect harmony You can have it all

Living always, always dying But you wouldn't listen Or maybe incapable But that doesn't matter (into the sun)

Hopes to be had now Or nothing at all The world's buyin' a thrill, it's all possible To think what they want

Living always, always dying But you wouldn't listen Or maybe incapable But that doesn't matter

I write for me, nail on my head I read for me, when I'm dead Unto the road, the golden way Eternal light

Take for yourself All the offerings, offerings This time will be the last Gentle on my mind, on my mind

All the light we cannot see Sky of gold mysteries Stairway up set us free Beyond the skies, the master key

Living always, always dying But you wouldn't listen Or maybe incapable But that doesn't matter

I write for me, nail on my head I read for me, when I'm dead Unto the road, the golden way Eternal light, prophecy

Things you believe, in life we breathe Eyes of the world, all vanishing The silent mind in truth appear Think from the end