If we were the last people on earth
Nothing would change
I would still wake up
To your sunkissed skin
Dancing down your back
As your warmth embraces me
I would still kiss your lips
Say "good morning...
A cutless mage
So weary of speech
The magicians basket
A tale to teach
For wanding and waving
The dreams of the dreary
The illusion of joy
A load he must carry
What spells, what tricks
Does his ba...
I live inside a world
I imagine
But it is real to me
Inside my head is beauty
A life
But people think I'm crazy
A field of green
To escape
The blackness of my days
How long can I stay
In my head
W...