I never cared much for enchanted things I though that I alone could see the strings And though I wish I couldn't, that's the truth And in a flash, and a puff of smoke As though it were some trifling little joke My sense of wonder vanished with my youth But let me tell you, boys and girls Inside my head this chasm has unfurled A dark void that's filled with smoke and drink If I could only bend these bars And shoot out of the gutter into the stars Then that would be the best thing ever Don't you think? But every day it's just the same Stuck upon this bland corporeal plain Marching to and fro ad nauseam Forever weak and wondering In this lonely safe I'm plundering Are these the depths that I wish to plumb? But if I could only burrow through To some astounding parallel milieu Filled with such delight I couldn't bear to blink Where I could let the firmament be And fly in the face of humdrum gravity Well, that would be the best thing ever Don't you think? So I'll click my fingers Reduce these walls to splinters And break out with a wail of ecstasy Swoop down and grab my lady And fly her off to safety And sit her on my cloud, right next to me And at my command The seas will rise and swallow up the skies And snow will land on desert sand, my dear And at my softly whispered call These ghastly prison walls will fall And that will be the best thing ever Whether we ever endeavour to weather the storm If only I could control the weather Then everything would be transformed It'd be so perfect, my lady and I My thunder and lightning would tear through the sky The laws of the universe would no longer apply And that would be the best thing ever Whether we ever endeavour to weather the storm If only I could control the weather...