Magic
from Time Travel and the Art of Happiness by Fronz Arp
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Magic is a very nostalgic song for me, about feeling confused and disconnected and looking back on simpler times. The arrangement is much straighter and simpler then usual as well, somewhat in homage to that emotion and nostalgia
lyrics
Hey, I prick my fingers cut my skin
But I can't feel a thing
I need some help to save myself
Or maybe I don't really care
Because I don't lose control
I won't let anybody know that
The boy I was before is disappearing
And I don't know what it means
But do you remember when we danced all night
Though the music made it seem like it was so long ago
Did it really make us feel alright
We'd tremble and twirl like we were under a spell
That felt like magic
But somehow it seemed to good to be true
Hey, it seems so loud within the crowd
But I won't make a sound
We drink and dance and make no sense
But I can understand
Because I don't lose control
I won't let anybody know that
The boy I was before is disappearing
And I don't know what it means
But do you remember when we danced all night
Though the music made it seem like it was so long ago
Did it really make us feel alright
We'd tremble and twirl like we were under a spell
That felt like magic
But somehow it seemed to good to be true
Why does it seem to feel like magic?
But I can't feel a thing
I need some help to save myself
Or maybe I don't really care
Because I don't lose control
I won't let anybody know that
The boy I was before is disappearing
And I don't know what it means
But do you remember when we danced all night
Though the music made it seem like it was so long ago
Did it really make us feel alright
We'd tremble and twirl like we were under a spell
That felt like magic
But somehow it seemed to good to be true
Hey, it seems so loud within the crowd
But I won't make a sound
We drink and dance and make no sense
But I can understand
Because I don't lose control
I won't let anybody know that
The boy I was before is disappearing
And I don't know what it means
But do you remember when we danced all night
Though the music made it seem like it was so long ago
Did it really make us feel alright
We'd tremble and twirl like we were under a spell
That felt like magic
But somehow it seemed to good to be true
Why does it seem to feel like magic?
credits
from Time Travel and the Art of Happiness,
released September 4, 2014
Written, produced and performed by Fronz Arp
Written, produced and performed by Fronz Arp
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Fronz Arp Brisbane, Australia
The strange machine which is Fronz Arp grinds like a tattered, angry little hurdy gurdy. With dramatic jaunt and seesawing
melodies that have been compared to weird-pop wonders, such as David Bowie and Tom Waits
“...songs full of drama and action, designed to get pulses racing and yet still sounding both intricate and adventurous” Rave Magazine
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