Too much information can take the wonder out of a thing.
But here's beauty and wonder in true knowing
I live for that moment when things fall into place
I'm a codex being unscrambled,
my numbers and letters
and symbols rearranged,
my secrets showing,
my entire word changed,
my whole being shaped
into a message that makes sense
to a world that can't accept
the goddamned differences.
I needed to know how it worked,
the real reason you learned all those tricks.
But you would not tell me
not even in my dreams.
You can read all those books
and I can marvel at you.
But all that is not going to change the fact
that you are all I am going to want.
So be it.
Say the word and I'll leave it broken.
But you don't wanna be mistaken
No, I can't say I know you, but I have always wanted to.
Just let it be until tomorrow,
just let us be, just for an hour.
I didn't know what makes you that way you are,
but don't worry, now I know, I'll try to understand.
Even if they're all monsters
I could not have behaved well,
because you are still inside my head
and I carry your shadow and emerald glory.
Trick me if you want, but I won't quit.
Hush, hush, it's so crowded.
Just what it seems, I am so worried.
Thank me for it, later unfolded.
Mr. Mischief, make me your story.
I thought you wanted to believe,
so I'll show you what magic really is, dear.
Am I that bad of a captain?
Truly,
I fancy,
you're right.
Guiding the ship
is far from easy.
But I have only
words to make it reality.
So, if power is within,
let's modify the saying.
Astonishing is right here,
where you can let your eyes close
and open your mind to the impossible.
Enjoy The Ride.
Good trouble or bad trouble,
I don't know who you are,
But I'm sure you're (on) fire,
and I, silvertongued,
want to get burned with your soul.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
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