Take me to neverland

Where the stories come true

Where I can get lost

Just to be found by you

You took me to neverland

A new story written

A story where we never

Had to pretend

But neverland isn’t forever

It will have to come to an end

And right before I knew it

Reality was back in a second

Take me to neverland

Cause my dreams are now tainted black

I don’t want our story to end just yet

So please, if you could, take me back

Magic, magic

Nakakabilib

Abrakadabra

Nakakamangha

Di ako naniniwala

Sa umpisa

Di ako naniniwala

Hanggang sa…

Isang araw, ang ating mga mata

Ay nagtagpo at nagtama

Biglang bumilis ang tibok ng puso

Magic na ba ito?

“Gusto kita”,

Ang iyong sinabi

Mundo ko’y tumigil ng sandali

At namutawi ang ngiti sa mga labi,

Ngunit bigla ka na lang nawala

Napagod at sumuko ka na yata

Wala nang kahulugan ang mga sinabi mo

Walang katuturan at hindi pala totoo.

Sa magic, ngayo’y naniwala na

Ikaw ang patunay at pruweba

Ala una, alas dos, alas tres,

Naglaho ka nang napakabilis!

Magic, magic

Ilusyon lang pala

Abrakadabra

Wala rin akong napala.

                  It was dusk, the soldier was walking along the familiar path to his town. He was using rifle as a makeshift staff and his clothes bore signs that fate had not been kind to him. His uniform was singed in many places and his boots were completely caked with mud. He had a dirty looking gash on his forehead and the right side of his face was covered with dried blood.

                  He had expected to return home as a hero, but ever since they lost the war, all he ever wanted was to return home safe and sound. He was not far now, the town was just over the smoke from the chimneys blowing in the wind. However, something seemed off, there was just a bit more smoke than there should have been.

                  He was in the town square, or what used to be the town square. It was razed to the ground. The town was filled with acrid smell of burning flesh. Skeletons of houses were the only indication that this had ever been a town. He dropped his rifle, running across the neighborhood, calling for his family and friends. Nobody answered. No one was there, not anymore.

                  He took out his revolver. His father gave it to him saying it would bring luck. It did, in a matter of speaking. It kept him safe but there was no more home to return to. He looked at it, it was his only remaining friend, it never left his side. He looked up, it was starting to snow. Good. It would cover the scene. He pulled the trigger and his friend sent him into the infinite.

Para kang mahika…

Na pasisiyahin pag malungkot ka,

Na patatahanin pag umiiyak ka,

Pero paaasahin ka

Para kang mahika…

Na nandiyan pag kailangan mo,

Na ipararamdam na maaasahan mo,

Pero bigla na lang maglalaho.

Para kang mahika…

Ang hirap paniwalaan,

Ang hirap pagkatiwalaan,

Alam naman kasing kasinungalingan.