If I knew where the magic lived
I’d become that place
If I knew where alchemy hid
I’d release her from her case
If I saw a spell on the street
I’d kiss him on the face
If I bumped into prophecy
I’d give them a warm embrace
If wizardry ever tapped my shoulder
I’d help him win his race
If witchcraft booped me on the nose
I’d give her my only ace
If heard the whisper of sorcery
I’d match their fix-ed pace
If magic honored me on my earthly walk
I’d spend everyday protecting her in this space
