The Magician

Flying saucers crossed my heart
And the skies never look so bright
The flowers in my hand
Become a garden in a no men's land
The gnomes I couldn't believe
Gave me laughs for pain relief
The words I used to fear
Become poems for your ears

Hey, hey, hey, I remember the way
The magician made my day

The cannon balls that kills
Turned to pills to save the ills
Flies are butterflies
Turning true the ridiculous lies
And he made a single man
Become a super man
And the band that couldn't play
Was ever asked to stay

And the flag for eternal peace
Was hidden in his sleeve

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