Ever wonder what’s inside?
Not opening it, but imagining the contents.
Viewing it held up to the light to get a hint.
Everything telling you not to open it.
Laying it down on the desk you try to walk away
Only you can’t.
Pushing you to your breaking point until you give up and rip the seal
Everything changes in that moment.
So what would you say if I told you that magic really does exist
That it surrounds you, but you don’t even notice it
Or that you probably have magic in your house right now
Really. Lean in close and let me tell you a secret
You only need to open a book and let it cast its spell on you
Putting letters into envelopes
Outside affixing addresses
Sending them from random mailboxes
That way they can’t trace it back to him
And when his victims open them?
Giving them something they will never forget
Everyone loves a fresh hundred-dollar bill, even if they are homemade
Outside she was closed, boarded up with locks and everything
People passing by saw there was absolutely no way in
Except that one guy that came by every day and sat there and listened
Now they are each other’s happily ever after
You bore me like no other person
And it’s amazing I can stay awake when we are in the same room
When you open your mouth, my mind shuts off immediately
Now if you weren’t my physics professor, I wouldn’t care…
Perhaps you should sit quietly and think about what if…
Or at least open your mind to the possibilities
Now that you see what is available, you can take action
Determine how to make the changes needed to get there
Everything action leading to the next, but…
Remember all that action stems from the moments of silence.
“Can I borrow your saber for a second?”
“Okay, first I don’t own a saber. Second, why?”
“Really want to open this bottle of champagne.”
“Know what, let’s go buy one. I want to see if you succeed or chop your hand off.”
Every nerve in her body screamed get the hell out!
Xenon lights flashing DANGER filled her subconscious.
It was time to get up and get out EXCEPT her boy was in there somewhere.
That’s why she gripped her sword tighter as she threw open the door.
How can you open your eyes every morning
Only to find so much darkness around you
Pushing you further into despair
Evict those thoughts since you can create light and let it shine
The lack of sleep kept mounting
It became a load that was difficult to carry
Reaching a tipping point where it was impossible to keep their eyes open
Everything stopped while they sunk into unconsciousness
Dreaming of trying to go to sleep…