A gentle warning to the neighborhood:
I understand now: I’d always known how. Here’s the story of a when-you-would:
Everyone’s talking as they’re falling,
always thinking of rides to come.
The same is true: Fad and fuse as you’re sinking just enough onto something coming --- another nothing (fast at the strike), burned out and stunned.
Years unfastened, left unseen. A spell was moving. I let it lose me. Things can happen like you knew they could, without stopping.
Now you’re talking: Bring the gone back almost until finally saying where you’re staying (also known as get-your-fill).
Where’re you going? Nothing’s open.
Who won’t you try? What won’t you trust?
Spell Lyrics performed by Richard Buckner are property and copyright of the authors, artists and labels. You should note that Spell Lyrics performed by Richard Buckner is only provided for educational purposes only and if you like the song you should buy the CD