Music/JoJo Razor
Lyrics/JoJo Razor
© 2015

The salt, the cut, the bitter fit,
a crucial timing experiment
to be or not to be
is an exercise in the fine art of contemplating

When I was young they told me lies
that later on we all would die
but I have found I’ve been here living
on this place as man and woman

I’m living a limited life
my eyes and ears are calibrated
within this focusing device
the alchemy of magic

into existence once again
i look just like an alien
there’s seven fingers on my hand
and they tell me fourteen’s the new dozen
I now have wings of human flight
I’m plugged into the circuit sky
I never want for questioning
the alchemy of magic