magic

Fri, 06/07/2013 - 12:46 -- BW289

The petals are falling on the ground,
The magic that once filled them cannot be found.
All is lost, not safe and sound,
What can we do now?
To get the magic back we must do what noone thinks we can,
The impossible is reachable if we believe.
So let's return the magic to the land.
We will have to fight, but no matter what, we'll do what's right,
We will battle all day and night to bring glory to this plight.
We will do what we need to do.
Our lives it's worth this me and you,
We will hold on to what is true.
We will hold up the fort, we'll stand our ground,
We will wave our banner loud and proud.
For soon we will see the promise land.
Will this work or is all hope dead?
Someone has to listen and they will see,
That if noone else can do it, it's just you and me.

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