Electric Spells
Sing the skies electric
As you're reaching for the stars
Dance the mind eccentric
Though it carries many scars
There is magic in the musing
In inventions everywhere
There is beauty in the knowing
If you take the chance to dare
Paint the ground with music
Though you never hear a sound
Play your love though hectic
As you're building all around
There is magic in the dreaming
In ideas that you can build
There is beauty in the knowing
That your dreams can be fulfilled.
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