You pulled me through the streets New Orleans in the heat 3 AM,the Mausoleum steps Were gray and wet The crowded photobooth The picture as our proof Of you and I in bloom Before we tumbled down like jets There's no magic feeling Just the trick you're dealing There's no reason to believe There,s no reason Plywood in the door frame,a ghost in the yard Passing through on highways Where the dash light shows my age Nothing on the air could make me listen Counting up my fictions Til they spill in a parade There's no magic feeling Just the trick you're dealing There's no reason to believe There's no reason For all the time you're stealing The hours disappearing There's no reason to believe There's no reason Bathing you in light You're disappearing Like the flood drinking you in The shepherd to the sea Both my hands are tied My hold is slipping Falling further out of sight To the rushes underneath You see me disappearing There's no reason to believe There's no reason...