Magic

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 want to come and see

This is what will be, this is what will be



I got shackles on my wrist

Soon I'll slip 'em and be gone

Chain me in a box in the river

And I'll rise singin' this song

Trust none of what you hear

And less of what you see

This is what will be, this is what will be



I got a shiny saw blade

All I needs' a volunteer

I'll cut you in half

While you're smiling ear to ear

And the freedom that you sought's

Driftin' like a ghost amongst the trees

This is what will be, this is what will be



Now there's a fire down below

But it's comin' up here

So leave everything you know

And carry only what you fear

On the road the sun is sinkin' low

There's bodies hangin' in the trees

This is what will be, this is what will be