Magic Trumps Reason

Stepping from the dark into the light,
Mid-conversation
In an introspective mood

Fashioning songs from debates
Will this film go from paper to screen,
Song to dance?

And I love to see you smile when you’ve made your point
I love to see you frown when magic trumps reason
Every day we search
Every day we find we can’t figure it out
Yet somehow we dance

My feet stand on wood joining wood
The imperfections say I’m blessed
Not the first

Mirror on one wall
I pull out my guitar
The little box fills the larger one

And I love to see you smile when you’ve made your point
I love to see you frown when magic trumps reason
Every day we search
Every day we find we can’t figure it out
Yet somehow we dance

Solitude does not exclude community
Though I’m certain I need a little time sometimes
We stutter step on syllables
Rope a dope
Then embrace

We spar in sport
Make art in love

And I love to see you smile when you’ve made your point
I love to see you frown when magic trumps reason
Every day we search
Every day we find we can’t figure it out
Yet somehow we dance
Somehow we dance

Lucky Masala Head Music © Jason Luckett