Play the Music

I'm incomplete

You summon me into

The other room

You like the view and i like the music

Showering steep

Mountains of sleet onto

The open road

I can't control the way that it falls

I couldn't speak

The quiet of defeat it moves

The concert hall

I've seen the show and i wrote the music

Fragile in sleep

A tug of the sleeve

We built a broken bridge

Then drove on it

Eyes glued to my fingers yours burned into my head

When i played my music you didn't care for it

Our sheets and pillows on the lawn

You're immortalized in every sword i draw

What comes to me is mine

What comes to me is mine

What comes to me is mine

What comes to me is mine

Oh what comes to me

What comes to me

Is mine

Oh what comes to me what comes to me

It's all mine

It's all mine

It's all mine

It's our mind, it's our mind, it's our magic