Down the Garden Path

Drop two magic hands & careful lies
To a vanishing point that leaves me tempted
Shes all magnetic storm out of her mind
Her promise kept to bless & curse & disguise
Her spider webs spin & hypnotize
She uses every trick and slide of hair
Her patterns play just like a paper doll and
Went out the back door & down the garden path
When morning comes well walk the top up again
Together in space together in time
& were all dressed up serene & well lie
Hear of possible worlds is where we might find
A promise kept a days supporting light
A spider webs across the skyline
She uses every trick in slide of head
Her patterns play just like a paper doll dead/and
Went out the back door & down the garden path
When morning comes well walk the tower up again
Reasons & answers may never be clear
But I thank every accident for leading you here
Though I cant for the life of me figure out where I went wrong
Cant for the life of me figure out where i went wrong