Magic times and even stranger bets
Merge your mind to match the silhouettes
Pull apart the knotted blue shoe strings
Keep an eye out for the finer things
Say you won't I joke you smoke the lot
Write a note devoting all you got
It's too easy to be caught unaware
Million miles he likes to sit and stare
Falling deeper back into the room
Lighting candles just to set the mood
Were these curtains even there, there before
Keep the witches out so close the door
