Intro: Verse: I feel the magic that our time has traced And make a point of it in every place But every place deserves a curse or two For making me so far away from you I saw some pictures of the world at war I couldn't suss what all the fuss was for I wear a picture of you wearing black And kissing me behind the butlers back Sometimes I get down But it's not you that gets me down It's just that sense of the impossible Gratuitiously handed down But oh no, not you, don't wipe your eyes over lies Just let them shine their blue On every whisper that welcomes the inconceviable (intro) And the birth of the true....