Portugal. The Man Lyrics

4. Sapphire Magic

Back to the world, 
the acrobats spinning around 
with his head in the bay, 
stepping in close to that door 
Shivers in pain, 
his mind slipping back in to 
behind his view 
a place he made through that door 

back filling gold and colors that 
poured from his mouth dripping shame 
found as the flowed through that door 
comforts in time 
that pull and push against the 
moon climbing games 
that reach us to get through that door 

Now back to the world, 
the acrobats spinning around 
their heads in the bay 
all the way back to that door 
It's in the door

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