Seven lonely sinners on a one way track They are all full of words going on for nothing Seven lonely highways baved in dusty old black So it's easy for us to leave just words bellow us Pretty green leaves above us We can see magic everywhere But our bodies we won't need them when we're there Seven white sage bundles I have wrapped up with strings Just to know everything will get better Seven white holly diamonds only you and I ever wear When we know everything here is over The pretty green leaves above us We can see magic everywhere, magic everywhere Our bodies we won't need them we we're there The pretty green leaves above us We can see magic everywhere Magic Magic