September 15, 2017: Cassini - The Grand Finale

A feather is a ton of bricks
 Or maybe I'm too sensitive
 I don't know
 All I can say is this
 From now on
 I'll try to listen to intuition
 There's magic in our bones
 A north star in our soul
 That remembers our way home
 There's magic in our bones
 No, I don't have a script for this
 But I know the right words exist
 Somewhere
 And I just need more time
 I know, I know, I'm asking for the moon
 But I must listen to intuition
 Believe me, I only want what's right
 There's magic in our bones
 A north star in our soul
 That remembers our way home
 God, it's easy to forget
 There's magic in all of this
 It's so easy to forget
 It's so easy to forget
 That there's magic in all of this
 There's magic in our bones
 A North star in our soul
 That remembers our way home
 God, it's easy to forget
 There's magic in all of this
 There's magic in all of this