Fun
Half the fun
Is when you crack… crack it open
Fun
Half the fun is gone
When you wrap… wrap it up in plastic

Gone… histroy
Gone… mystery with a kiss sealed
Gone… lipstick on the walls
Gone
Tall tails scrape the sky falls

Machines and magnets
Metal and plastic
Machines and magnets
Dressed up as magic

Fun
Half the fun
Is when you peel… peel the skin off
Fun
Half the fun is gone
When you pack… pack it up and stack it

Gone… beauty
Gone… with a breeze whispered through the trees
Gone… suddenly and subtely
Gone
Ain’t to proud to call it art

Machines and magnets
Metal and plastic
Machines and magnets
Dressed up as magic

Magic (X3)

Madness

Sidewalks and glass windows crack
Mask stripped
Nature gasps and in a breath
Grass and moss cover the concrete canvas
In earth and dust
And verything is lost
City scape wrapped in ribbons and medical tape
Won’t escape the waking eyes
Reflected skies drapped over the skyline
A mirror of the source
Packing bubbles pop
All is found when lost

Machines and magnets
Metal and plastic
Machines and magnets
Dressed up as magic (X3)

Magic (X3)

Madness