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You didnât recognise the magic in your life till lifeâs nudge knocked to shock you
Thirty days and nights full of cement inside, a crying feast emotion cocktail.
Limbs broken but moving the hurt-shell still hopeful you file it all under bewildered
Significances cling to ordinary things, peculiar superstitious comforts
Challenging times straining the head, puzzling the heart, a tumbling head
Puzzling days, puzzling dreams, treading water just to try to breathe
Get out of the world, get out of the dreams, and get out of the place, out of the anxiety
Out of the head, out of the sleeping, a weak kind of rage, get out of the dreaming
Time for thrills without the big dreams, reality reminds of Tolstoyâs themes
Torment rips around the being but funnily life feels too good to believe him
Lifeâs unexpected nudge has come and, canât blame anyone,
Lifeâs unexpected nudge has come, you canât let it keep you down
Keep the wolves from your head as you wait for the horse,
The hollow insides slowly fill with hope
Eyes adjust to the dark light, shapes form like in the dead of night
Time to shed the heavy cape, the exhausted aura wants to emanate,
The exhausted auraâs gonna radiate, the quivering smileâs gonna find itâs face
Time for thrills without the big dreams, reality reminds of Tolstoyâs themes
Torment rips around the being, but funnily life feels too good to believe him
Lifeâs unexpected nudge has come and, canât blame anyone,
Lifeâs unexpected nudge has come, you canât let it keep you down