The Magic Inside Songtext
von MarTinman

I was a kid in the Tiki Room glow
Birds kept singing like magic you know
Drums in the walls and flowers in dance
I was mesmerised, delighted, entranced

Everybody says you leave that behind
Trade wonder in when you′re chasing time
But some small sparks refuse to die
That little magic inside stays alive

What seems impossible is only a fact
How you respond, how you push back
Some stories hit hard
Some stories don't land
Some stories sink in
Some stay in your hands

It doesn′t matter where the story begins
It's where you take it that counts in the end
The truth remains long after you're gone
Like the words and the beat in this MarTinman song


Chainsaw sparks from day into night
"You can′t do it" only made me fight
Neighbours thinking "what in the world?"
Chainsaw, drill, angle grinders whirled

"There comes a time when toys get put away"
Time to grow up, no more child′s play
But the fire dies when the dreaming stops
Hold the magic inside, don't let it drop

Ned in the shade with his head held high
This was his final resting place, oh my
Cut into sections then hauled up north
Hauling a magic forest we set forth

What seems impossible is only a fact
How you respond, how you push back
Some stories hit hard
Some stories don′t land
Some stories sink in
Some stay in your hands

It doesn't matter where the story begins
It′s where you take it that counts in the end
The truth remains long after you're gone
Like the words and the beat in this MarTinman song


Now Tāne standing in the garden air
Morning birds singing everywhere
Rusty and Ginger running through the green
Surrounded by old gods sits Sharna the queen

Life gets busy, dreams lose their way
If I had time, money, energy I′d play all day
But every soul has a hunger to feed
You know that feeling, that magic inside need

What seems impossible is only a fact
How you respond, how you push back
Some stories hit hard
Some stories don't land
Some stories sink in
Some stay in your hands

It doesn't matter where the story begins
It′s where you take it that counts in the end
The truth remains long after you′re gone
Like the words and the beat in this MarTinman song

That little magic inside never dies
You hold it close or you let it pass by

Keep the fire stoked
Don't let it go out

Tāne Mahuta
Standing tall now

Some stories fade
Some become soul

The magic inside
Never gets old
I was a kid in the Tiki Room glow
I was a kid in the Tiki Room glow
I was a kid in the Tiki Room glow
I was a kid in the Tiki Room glow
I was a kid in the Tiki Room glow