Magic makes might
And some things will always be bright
Even in the darkest night
Of the dawn
I watched it as it became the gone
And now my body is fading, fading
I’m aging, aging
Almost thirty four
With forty knocking on the door
And it’s always been this way
From ten years old that I cannot make stay
And I watch my grandfather die
I didn’t have the tears to cry
Because the pain was too intense
And the asylum seekers live in tents
On the streets
And my heartbeats 
Are all numbered
I wonder if they are coloured 
By the shades of what I am 
And I wonder if I can 
Ever be something new
If I’m always hankering after you 
And they put me on the pill
(Not the one that will
Allow you to have fun
It’s another one)
And it caused me to gain weight
And God knows what else under the fate
Of what I must now carry
And their burdens marry
Me to the nearest guy
But that’s not something I want to try
To replicate
The best lovers never go on a date