Never doubt that where we stand
Sylphs and elves and fairies ran.
Enchantment rules where now we live
Magic powers come from what we give.
Our lives are set in science and math
From birth we're firmly shown that path.
We soon know that age and death
Will come to claim our final breath.
My truth is that time matters not
When enchantment holds sway o'er our lot
This blessed place is for us bound
Only when our magic can be found.