Blue White Counter Magic

Well, I hear the sound of spoken incantations on the wind and then, I feel the arcane essence on my skin again. Watching as it forms to cascade over open hands. Falling for a moment into the infinite. By the scrolls of the ancient mage, we travelled. To a city in the sky away from everything. And there, I wade into the waves and the sands of time erode away. Reflections of the moon go 'round. Jealous of the orbit hoping it would just come down. By the scrolls of the ancient mage, we travelled. To a city in the sky away from everything. Oh, I do believe in magic (I do believe it's true) I have held it in my hands and seen it counterspell the fire. I know there's something out there. I do believe it's magic. The sweet mystic sound of feathers falling all around me now. The sand to glass, as feathers falling around me return to ash. By the scrolls of the ancient mage, we travelled. To a city in the sky away from everything. Oh, I do believe in magic (I do believe it's true) I have held it in my hands and seen it counterspell the fire. I know there's something out there. (I can feel it) I do believe it's magic.