Magic acts and my disappearing tricks

I’m in desperate need of something new, something to rid me of the thoughts running about in my head. There’s so many questions that I want to ask, that I’ve kept in my heart but only one that truly matters. In about eight or seven more days, I’ll be set free. Free to fall or free to go, I don’t know where I’d be. Blood can only run this thick, people can only hang on until the only thing they have left to do is to let go.

I tasted, tasted love so sweet and all of it was lost on me
Buttons sold like property, sugar on my tongue
I kept falling over, I kept looking backward

I wasted love for you, traded out for something new
Well it's hard to change the way you lose if you think you never won

'Cause in the end nothing stays the same
And in the end dreams just scatter and fall like rain
'Cause all we are, we are
And every day is a start of something beautiful, something real