The city that came slowly, I awoke from dreams of untying a great knot It unraveled like a braid into what seemed were thousands of separate strands of fishing line Attached to course, behavior, flow, but can't reach what has appeared How's it feel to be at the center of magic, to linger in tongues and words? I opened the floodgates and found no water, no current, no river, no road How's it feel to stand at the heart of your powers, to captivate every heart? Rejecting your visions to strangers who feel it, who listen, to linger on every word Oh, it's a rush Oh, it's a rush Oh, it's a rush Oh, it's a rush Oh, it's a rush But alone it feels like dying All alone I feel so alone I want my offering, a road to come, to clear, to solve But the only offering that comes, it calls, it screams, there's nothing here How's it feel to be at the center of magic, to linger in tongues and words? I opened the floodgates and found no water, no current, no river, no road How's it feel to stand at the heart of your powers, to captivate every heart? Rejecting your visions to strangers who feel it, who listen, to linger on every word Oh, it's a rush Oh, it's a rush Oh, it's a rush Oh, it's a rush Oh, it's a rush