The Death Of Magic Thinking Ft The Imposters Letras

Sullen as a summer's day
Even as a winter's evening
Angels strumming overhead
Twenty-seven 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