The Death Of Magic Thinking

Sullen as a summer's day Even as a winter's evening Angels strumming overhead 27 seconds to touchdown Switch on the landing lights I turned up the radio One day I'll buy a ticket for any place that I want to go Now that I am so afraid to fly Away from childish dreams The death of magic thinking The death of magic thinking She took my hand in an experiment Put it where it shouldn't be Put it underneath her dress and waited to see I didn't know what to do I didn't know what to say It was just a game, I guess One that I didn't know how to play But if I'd never known that spark Stumbled on in all innocence With my machine that can turn ink stains into words Lends honey to the hive and the melody to birds The death of magic thinking I can't stand on my head I can't let go my tears I can't control my anger I can't admit my fears Walked you to the prison gate I didn't know what to say Walked back to the car Shed tears of my betrayal They'll teach you well, but not enough A punching bag and all for nothing Cartwheels you used to turn You'll never learn, they'll never mention The death of magic thinking She took my hand in an experiment Put it where it shouldn't be Put it underneath her dress and waited to see I didn't know what to do I didn't know what to say It was just a game, I guess One I didn't know how to play Now that you are leaving for some other place Where they won't let me follow I see you close the door and deny you ever knew me The death of magic thinking The death of magic thinking