Magic exists in everything,
or so I once believed.
How a wheel spins backwards,
while a car is gaining speed.
When deja-vu meant nothing,
I could see things yet to come.
I could change the future,
and I wasn't the only one.

Innocence was beauty.
Ignorance was bliss.
The price of wisdom heavy.
Lost what I never knew Id miss.

Knowledge gained means goodness lost,
you lose a mom you gain a boss.
Nothing really changes,
just going down in stages.