The Magic Hour

Deus

I had a plan, was all made up


an angel was sent, for keeping all troubles away


'cause lady and i, we could not stop


as cool as a sigh, as volatile as something you say





i had a dream, a simple plot


i held out my hand as if she'd never pushed it away


the sun is still there, except it's not


beside her i care to linger even though it's not safe





godawful i adore you


angels were there before you


nothing can stop what we do


it's breaking us up in two





hey maybe should we ask it


could our friends be worthier


like things we trust for if we must


we must burn them


and burn them good, real friends they would


be understanding if it came to us


and us we must we must turn to


the god of small things


the god of small things





i had a plan, was all made up


as good it was then, the magic hour seemed to be fading


'cause lady and i, we could not stop


as cool as a sigh, as murderous as something you say





godawful i adore you


angels were there before you


nothing can stop what we do


it's breaking us up in two





there is room if you can trust for anyone like us