Testo di September 15, 2017: Cassini - The Grand Finale

A feather is a ton of bricks Or maybe I'm too sensitive I don't know All I can say is this From now on I'll try to listen to intuition There's magic is our bones A north star in our soul That remembers our way home There's magic in our bones No, I don't have script for this But I know the right words exist somewhere And I just need more time I know, I nkow, I'm asking for the Moon But I must listen to intuition Believe me, I only want what's right There's magic in our bones A north star in our soul That remembers our way home God, it's easy to forget There's magic in all of this It's so easy to forget It's so easy to forget That there's mgic in all of this There's magic in our bones A north star in our soul That remember our way home God, its easy to forget There's magic in all of this There's magic in all of this