Magic (Album Version)

I got a coin in my palm

I can make it disappear

I got a card up my sleeve

Name it and I’ll pull it out your ear

I got a rabbit in my hat

If you wanna come and see

This is what we’ll be

This is what we’ll be

I got shackles on my wrists

Soon I’ll slip and I’ll be gone

Chain me in a box in the river

And Rising in the Sun

Trust none of what you hear

And less of what you see

This is what we’ll be

This is what we’ll be

I got a shiny saw blade

All I need’s a volunteer

I’ll cut you in half

While your smilin’ at me

And the freedom that your songs

Drifting like a ghost amongst the trees

This is what we’ll be

This is what we’ll be

Now there’s a fire down below

But it’s coming up here

So leave everything you know

Carry only what you feel

On the road the sun is sinkin’ low

Sombody’s hanging in the trees

This is what we’ll be

This is what we’ll be