Songs With Magic In Lyrics Novels & Stories

A song starts playing (John Legend - All of me) {What would I do without your smart mouth? Drawing me in, and you kicking me out You've got my head spinning, no kidding, I can't pin you down What's going on in that beautiful mind? I'm on your magical mystery ride And I'm so dizzy, don't know what hit me, but I'll be alright My head's under water But I'm breathing fine You're crazy and I'm out of my mind 'Cause all of me Loves all of you Love your curves and all your edges All your perfect imperfections

Canta tuum carmen, crede quando incipit magicae te ducat per semita'm (Translation) 'in the silence of darkness I can feel this calmness all around. When the moonlight shows its grace glowing its way down to the earth Follow the whispers of my voice. Trust in your heart; it knows the way. Singing your song, believing is when it begins. Let the magic guide you through the path.' Listening to the song again, I was stuck with another conflicted feeling. I truly did want to keep my promise to Orpheus, yet the more I heard the song, the more I felt like I was enticed; it felt like the person was calling out to me. My hand lingered at the handle of the door, hesitant. I stared at the path Orpheus

Magic, strong magic, is always said in latin. I begin chanting, feeling the magic light up in the room. Meadow joins me when I start the second line of the spell, Tate the third. Then unexpectedly, Avery starts with the fourth, putting her hands on my shoulders and standing behind me. I hear Amir start with the fifth and I’m sure his hands are on Tate’s shoulders and then Lynn starts in with the sixth and final line. Their magic boosts ours, adding to the strength of the spell. As one, we repeat the six lines two more times, our voices staying soft, but the magic in the room intensifying as wind begins howling around us, blowing my hair around my face. I feel the walls shake and darkness beg

They don’t but I feel it in my soul when it happens. Ashryn’s magic hits a discordant note. “Magic… is like music.” The voice sounds so much like Cain’s and so different at the same time. “Play all the right notes and you will vibrate with power. But play a discordant note, and your whole tune is ruined.” The memory throws me out like a bad mango.

Mia asked again, confused. I didn’t know how to tell her that next part; I thought she wouldn't believe me and might even call me crazy. So, I took a breath in, glanced her side and just blurted out: “he said that gypsy usually use dark magic on things for compelling and sorcery” “HA, WHAT?” she shouted back in shock. She looked at me with a horrified and pale face. She thought for a while and asked again with a hint of a mocking smile on her face: “what does it do?”

I didn't have the first clue and a small whine escaped from me as I tried to figure it out. Derek understood my dilemma, "Just relax, take a deep breath, and concentrate hard on being human. The magic should do it automatically." I took a deep breath and tried to picture myself as I looked in the mirror. I put all my will into that thought and concentrated on becoming human. It took me a long moment, but I felt the world begin to melt and shimmer around me. I ended up crouched on the table completely naked.

That's when I walked behind her, singing a song for her. (song: all of me by John Legend) WHAT WOULD I DO WITHOUT YOUR SMART MOUTH, DRAWIN' ME IN AND YOU KICKIN' ME OUT YOU GOT MY HEAD SPINNIN' NO KIDDIN', I CAN'T PIN YOU DOWN WHAT'S GOIN' ON IN THAT BEAUTIFUL MIND I'M ON YOUR MAGICAL MYSTERY RIDE AND I'M SO DIZZY, DON'T KNOW WHAT HIT ME BUT I'LL BE ALRIGHT MY HEAD'S UNDER WATER BUT I'M BREATHIN' FINE

I drop down again below the hedge and something flashes into my mind, slicing through my consciousness like a sword through flesh. Every song is its own sort of spell, and every spell is like a broken circle. Don’t forget that. The magic is in the great lengths that the universe will go to in order to complete that circle. To achieve wholeness. Perfection. Infinity. The words echo in my ears as if they were spoken just a moment ago. I shake my head, trying to clear it, before peeking once more over the hedge.

The dancers didn't dance but the instruments accompanied her unique voice. "I see the stars, I feel the moon All shining in their glory Let me feel the moment's pleasing Let me see the highest feelings There's a savior, coming to free me 'cause she, herself, will be free From all oppressions" Her pitch began high and I felt I was suddenly becoming free. Even Sage was under the influence of her 'magical' voice. "Looking into your eyes I can see the glittering" she continued and I joined her "Oh the moment you came

Her legs seemed to be controlled by some invisible magic and she continued to walk up the wooden steps, getting closer to the sound of the piano growing louder and louder. The sound of the piano seemed to bring her into the dreamland of a fairyland, filled with birdsong, sunlight, and a forest of sunflowers leaning over to welcome the warm dawn. Through the half-closed door, Thi San saw the thin figure of the young man who was engrossed in the piano keys. That melodious music brightens up the quiet night and temporarily soothes the sadness hidden in the sobbing and hurtful soul of the girl. That gentle sound made her feel less nostalgic for her hometown, where her mother was forever lying in