- cifra
Dragon New Warm Mountain I Believe In You
It's a little bit magic
Like a river of morning geese
In the new warm mountain
Where the stone face forms and speaks
I believe in you
Even when you need to
Recoil
When the topsoil
Is kicking up into the storm
And the dust goes dancing
And a billion planets are born
I believe in you
Even when you need to
Recoil
Just like that
The Moon goes flat
Big lights in the city shine
Crying out
Take me to the limits of your love
There's a dragon in thе phone line
Coughing up a mighty flame
With a tonguе of silver, silver
Calling out my oldest name
She says: Hey you
Do you remember me too?
We were coiling
It's a little bit magic
Magic
A little bit magic
Magic
