Magicians

I'm born at 29, occasioned by magicians
 I felt the only life's the life you lead alone
 If every older guy's a broker or casino
 I thought I'd roll the dice or play ethnographer
 And as a baby I was huge and quiet judicious
 I'd tell you every lie this or ever was
 But in divulging every secret or suspicions
 I came to crying and to hate my life alone
 In every phone I find a reason to get bitter
 But every critics got some things they're not proud of
 I count myself among the chief of all these critters
 I count myself more often than I count the stars
 But there are magicians making love and doing the dishes
 I make my way to magic or belief in love
 I know it, the way it moves and
 You think about it every single day
 The sun and the greater bruising
 The bridge when every day begins to fade
 I know it, the way you move and
 The holiness of what we did today
 Our love is the aching news of
 It's everlasting and it's single day
 You know it, the way you move and
 The holiness of every single day
 Our love is the greater bruise
 The bridge to everlasting every day