(written by Jim Byron)
Well, the wicked, they’re misguided:
They don’t know what they're doin'...
And the mystics, they're alright, but
They're so misunderstood
Except for by the well-versed
In the nature of mystery,
Who know why this world is cursed
To fall in spirals
Of herstory
Can't you tell, the original spell which cast this universe:
We were all once the same energy, at the very first
Let's speak holy magic
Wherever we go
Let's speak holy magic
'Til everybody knows
The unspoken rules of thumb, they come without deliberation.
And if you infringe upon them, your freedom becomes incarceration
You better not play dumb,
no time for empty explanation
Listen to the silence; hear your heartbeat's trepidation
Well, the wicked, they’re misguided:
They don’t know what they're doin'...
And the mystics, they're alright, but
They're so misunderstood
Except for by the well-versed
In the nature of mystery,
Who know why this world is cursed
To fall in spirals
Of herstory
Can't you tell, the original spell which cast this universe:
We were all once the same energy, at the very first
Let's speak holy magic
Wherever we go
Let's speak holy magic
'Til everybody knows
The unspoken rules of thumb, they come without deliberation.
And if you infringe upon them, your freedom becomes incarceration
You better not play dumb,
no time for empty explanation
Listen to the silence; hear your heartbeat's trepidation
Lyrics submitted by tylermacmore
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