I am the wizard of this mountain

come to see me in stress

and my crow he sits beside me

when you enter you blessed

ya announce the name out in my home

I take my pride from my work

one look inside your eyes I see your personality quirks

I am the mystic of the valley

spreading magick abroad

reaching people far and wide

astral projecting the stars

cast the universal charge

watch it light up the room

I make believe for you for me who had the need for that home

I take a piece of my pipe with a light to make it afternooney(?)

take a piece of my strife burn it up by making something useful



(in the heat of the night)

I make music with my machines

floating across the seas with every breath I breathe

in the heat of the daylight

travel across the side-movement

like a gypsie sharing the gift with passers by

in the heat of the moment, might pick myself some grass

where I sit and reminisce about the beautiful past

sit back with this weed and proceed to get key

It's just me, a melancholy wizard wanna live right like



(what do you seek my boy)



make my general contribution

take my space with retribution

hermit-man lifestyle I'm choosin

stay in background set amusement

live my life on top of mountain

fill my sound to those who call for it

might as well be, alcoholic

addict, fetish to feel accomplished

i'm the man, with staff in hand

reaching out to foreign sands

takin chances, makin advances

invisibility increases ability

I take magick use it to make motion

unwrap the package, out comes the potion

feel it exert the work of my devotion

feel the works emerge like tides of ocean

pride is the potent quotient i'll evoke when

pens are juiced to infuse lines are soaked in

paper is the pedestal, metal is the mind mass

slicing sound waves, silver surfing the time wrap

used to clack away we walk the earth

but gandalf moves through alternate universal

you can't spot me but you can always catch me

wandering the valley, headed back to the mountain

creepin through alleys, lookin for the magick cauldron

tragic emotion takes over, now mind's frozen

lookin for the lover of late night disposal

take it in already but sleep-night controls yo