Tell me you know the story of the wizard and the foe,
Come here and know the tale of the wizard and his fail,
Tell me you know the way where watchers hold on tight,
The wizard’s wail may summon the wind tonight

Ah, we were born upon this sorry coast
Given to you, the wizard as one, 
Standing shifting shaping, to be whatever becomes
Though we stand this world, thrown in form,
Merely to the subject, of ah, ah the chance of being born
Ah of being born, once again

Do you feel ah o so lost,
Having lost it all, some, at your own accord,
Do you feel, as if the world had changed,
Ah, but you’re not born, the magic’s gone again

Against nature, magic seems to win,
Ah, the watchers wish to know, the wizard’s game
The watchers wish they could only go,
But their love for all they know,
Holds them in the fore
Yes, the mage bravely,
Lets go of before,
Leaning in to change,
Dying, dying to be Born

Now you know the story of the wizard and the foe,
Come and share the tale of the wizard and his fail,
Tell all those you know where watchers hold on tight,
The wizard’s wail may summon the wind tonight

The Wizard

RaMepps