"The sweetest thing in all my life has been the longing —
to reach the Mountain, to find the place where all the beauty came from —
my country, the place where I ought to have been born. Do you think it all meant nothing,
all the longing? The longing for home? For indeed it now feels not like going, but like going back."


~C.S. Lewis




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Sunday, July 3, 2011

Music of the magic





"The Magic"
By Fiona Wight
Listen to it here: http://www.myspace.com/fionawight/music/recent
 
If you believe in the Magic,
find all the wonder you see,
Break that dark spell that you’re under.
Come follow me, follow me.

If you would swim with the dolphins,
fly with the eagles, be free,
slip through the eye of the maiden,
Come follow me, follow me.

I am the dream. I am the love you will be.
And it will set you free.
Come follow me, follow me.

How can I smile when you're crying?
How can I dance when you cry?
I’ll give you wings when you're falling,
Come follow me, follow me.

I am the dream. I am the love you will be.
And I will set you free.
Look in your heart and you’ll see...

That I am your dream. I am the light you will be.
And I will set you free.
Come follow me, follow me.

If you believe in the Magic,
Nothing can stand in your way.
Open your heart to the wonder.
Just let it take you away...

I am the dream. I am the love you will be.
And I will set you free.
Look in your heart and you’ll see:
That I your the dream. I am the light you will be.

And I will set you free.
Look in your heart and you'll see...
Come follow me, follow me.

Come follow me, follow me.