In The Morning Of The Magicians

by Gemma Hayes

In the morning I'd awake
And I couldn't remember
What is love and what is hate?
The calculation's error
What is love and what is hate?
And why does it matter?
Is to love just a waste?
How can it matter?
As the dawn began to break
I had to surrender
The universe will have its way
Too powerful to master
What is love and what is hate?
And why does it matter?
Is to love just a waste?
And how does it matter?