There's a fragile tension
That's keeping us going
It may not last forever
But oh, when it's flowing
There's something magical in the air
Something so tragic we have to care
There's a strange obsession
That's drawing us nearer
We don't understand it
It never gets clearer
There's something mystical in our genes
So simplistic it kicks and screams
Oh when we're teetering
On the edge of collapse
Nothing can keep us down
There's a dizzying feeling
That's keeping us flying
Through glittering gardens
Without even trying
There's something radical in our hands
Nothing logical to our plans
(tablatura)
(verse)
(synth/Guitar Duel Solo)
(this call/answer solo is pretty much the same as the verse fill. The only thing that