Burch magic has wrapped you around in a circle Not different, yet really quite never the same You got to learn about losin' and throwin' it all away And
direction Luckily, or so it would seem Caught by the same constant branch A plummet becomes a swan dive That becomes a glide Silent, like a feather far
misguided direction Luckily, or so it would seem Caught by the same constant branch A plummet becomes a swan dive That becomes a glide Silent, like a