Текст песни A Force at Play - Cloakroom

A Force at Play

Has this game gotten easy?
Or have I always moved with ease?

I was a changeling
A sight to behold
Subtle highs, familiar lows I've known

Have I grown past the feeling?
Or has this feeling outgrown me?

I was a daydream
A sight to be seen
Bottling lightning beams for you

Oh, a sight to be seen
Bottling lightning beams for you