There was a time,

I was a rebel,

I had a temper,

In my Bones.

The wicked hand,

That dealt me jokers,

A single magpie,

Dressed in gold.




She always fly’s away from home,

She’ll always be my northern star.




It’s gonna take a miracle,

I’m shallow and I’m cynical,

It’s gonna take a miracle,

Reciprocal, unbearable.

But breathlessly I hope to feel.




You say our love is spoken silent,

You’ll never guess who we told,

Is that a mark on your shoulder?

That makes you older than your years.




And Now we are running on our own,

God Knows where we’ll be.




It’s gonna take a miracle,

I’m shallow and I’m cynical,

It’s gonna take a miracle,

Reciprocal, unbearable.

But breathlessly I hope to feel.




We’re un-armed but we’re dangerous,

And we’ve been fighting all our lives.

And I’ve been asking what is wrong with us,

And I’ve been waking up with lies.







It’s gonna take a miracle,

I’m shallow and I’m cynical,

It’s gonna take a miracle,

Reciprocal, unbearable.

But breathlessly I hope to feel.