i have seen worlds born in my head
hanging on silver threads
for that, they cry “crazy”

i’m burning up under a small-town sun
but give me the chance [bad word] the skies will obey me

hitched a ride on a madman’s heart
i’ve never been out so far
the cosmos are beckoning

and there is a beast round every door
but what else is courage for?
each step is a reckoning

so don’t you promise 
unless you swear on it
there is [bad word] home from losing innocence

but in my hair [bad word] i’ve never felt so honest
never mind all the times they’ve said i don’t make sense
because the stars have christened me “magnificent”

i carry my own guns for a fight
but that little girl poised for flight
each time i still bring her

but she’s taught me not to [bad word] so hard
because patience just gives you scars;
they burn and they linger

so don’t you promise 
unless you swear on it
there is [bad word] home from losing innocence

but in my hair [bad word] i’ve never felt so honest
never mind all the times they’ve said i don’t make sense
because the stars have christened me “magnificent”

falling through cracks to older times
planets along my spine
there’s so much i want to keep

https:/ [bad word] paola-bennet/magnificent