Queer Boy Magick

IntroBlue light on the pavement
Rain in the wires
I was seventeen and starving
For a name made out of fire

Verse 1I drew stars on my sneakers
With a silver paint pen
Kept a spell in my pocket
For the boys I wanted then
There were saints in the hallway
There were devils in the gym
There was something in the mirror
Trying hard to look like him
I was too soft for the cruel ones
Too strange for the kind
So I learned to make a temple
In the backroom of my mind
And every little heartbreak
Every song I played alone
Turned the static into scripture
Turned my body into home

Pre-ChorusAnd I didn’t know the words yet
But I felt the current rise
Like a secret little thunder
Behind my painted eyes

ChorusQueer boy magick
In the blue neon light
Queer boy magick
On a Saturday night
I was dancing with my shadow
I was kissing my own name
I was learning all the sorrow
Could be turned into flame
Queer boy magick
No one taught me the way
I just followed the ache
Till the dark started to pray

Verse 2There were boys like locked windows
There were men like closed doors
There were gods in cheap headphones
Singing songs I couldn’t ignore
I found love in the bassline
I found ghosts in the beat
I found faeries in the alley
Drawing circles with their feet
And I wanted to be chosen
By a world that looked away
So I made myself an omen
In a thrift-store rosary
Every glance became a candle
Every wound became a sign
Every lonely little dance floor
Was a crossroads in disguise

Pre-ChorusAnd I didn’t need permission
From the church or from the street
There was witchcraft in my wanting
There was power in my grief

ChorusQueer boy magick
In the blue neon light
Queer boy magick
On a Saturday night
I was dancing with my shadow
I was kissing my own name
I was learning all the sorrow
Could be turned into flame
Queer boy magick
No one taught me the way
I just followed the ache
Till the dark started to pray

BridgeBless the boys who were hidden
Bless the boys who survived
Bless the boys with soft hands
And the storm still inside
Bless the boys in black eyeliner
Bless the boys in borrowed clothes
Bless the boys who kissed danger
Just to feel less alone
Bless the boys who loved too early
Bless the boys who learned too late
Bless the boys who made a doorway
Out of every locked gate
We were not a mistake
We were not a disease
We were little gods trembling
On our beautiful knees

Instrumental Break[soft drum machine, melodic bassline, shimmering guitar, long ambient synth swell]

Verse 3Now I walk a little older
With the same spell in my chest
Still a little bit dramatic
Still a little overdressed
There are candles in my kitchen
There are records on the floor
There are names I don’t remember
There are nights I still adore
And the boy I was is watching
From a bedroom full of rain
Saying, “Did we ever make it?”
Saying, “Did we keep the flame?”
So I turn the music louder
And I answer with my hands
Every scar became a sigil
Every loss became a dance

Final ChorusQueer boy magick
In the blue neon light
Queer boy magick
On a Saturday night
I was dancing with my shadow
I was kissing my own name
I was learning all the sorrow
Could be turned into flame
Queer boy magick
No one taught me the way
I just followed the ache
Till the dark started to pray

OutroBlue light
Soft hands
Old grief
New dance
Queer boy
Witch heart
Same spell
New start
Blue light
Soft hands
Old grief
New dance
Queer boy magick
Queer boy magick
Queer boy magick
Still alive tonight