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I turn the cards, find any other trick

Paint the pictures, breathe, taste reality the dream with another lick,

Hold on screaming enjoy another ride

Like a phoenix from the ashes rise

Count the fingers hide behind another eyes

Hold the whirlwind closer ain’t got no room for pride

Turn the music, strings take the pain away

Looking at finer days when devils come out to play

Take it as you find it

Gold beneath your touch

Always if you want it, do you want it all that much?