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Harum Procol Something Magic

You were the player and you played it cool I was the stranger and I played the fool you were the teacher and you were the best I was the seeker and I

space passing through time Travellers in haste Partners in crime Trace of a feeling Trace of regret Hard to remember Hard to forget Something uncovered Something

Into a great tree a small worm did go It wormed its way inwards and soon it did grow The tree was unhappy but what could it do? It stood there in silence

In the center of the storm Something magic being born When the world is torn apart By the beating of a heart Like a dam about to burst Like a drunkard

In the centre of the storm something magic being born When the world is torn apart by the beating of a heart Like a dam about to burst Like a drunkard