It needs to be
More than I can make it
I always assume it’s never the last
It’s fleeting fast but I am too
Someday it’ll just be a picture show
I’ll pay my dime and see it with you

A million memories
Breathing in washed up photographs
A beautiful mind full of epitaphs
Those days passed
Just stains on the wall
Hope the fortune teller’s wrong

Slipping away
Sand falling on speed
I want it all back
Damn that magician’s vanishing act
Pulled apart; torn from his hat
But where are all the rabbits?

Could you make it stay
make the world the way
it has always been
no, I can't say goodbye
I'll always deny
that I see the end

Averse dawns approach and rape
Those days I wanted to always stay
They’re becoming the stains
that line my wall
But still I doubt the crystal ball
I can’t accept the pain of time
This cannot be the last

Slipping away
Sand falling on speed
I want it all back
Damn that magician’s vanishing act
Pulled apart; torn from his hat
But where are all the rabbits?

Slipping away
I want it back
Being dragged out of his hat
But where are all the rabbits?
Where are all the rabbits?
Where are all the rabbits?
This cannot be the last