The Magnet Songtext
von The Tea Club

From my bed of leaves
I am a wretched pilgrim
Baring the mark no one can see
Waiting for sleep
I see chapters from my youth
The Old Lampmaker said only the half moon reveals
Where the Liquid Light brings me back

A tangled web of roots and water
Were her words that ran cold and deep
And yet I can′t shake the flame of her lamp oil eyes
A long centipede is making its way up my arm
As the smell of leaves brings me back


What a coincidence
I've seen one every day since I left
But The Magnet inside beckons me to come home

What a coincidence
I′ve seen one every day since I left
But The Magnet inside beckons me to come home

From my bed of leaves
I am a blessed pilgrim baring the mark
No one can see
Something miraculous
I've seen one every day since I left
Something miraculous
I've seen one every day since I left
But The Magnet inside beckons me to come home