The Wizard

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He was the wizard of a thousand kings
and a chance to meet him one night wondering
He told me tales and he drank my wine
Me and my magic man kinda feeling fine
He had a cloak of gold and eyes of fire
And as he spoke I felt a deep desire
to free the world of its fear and pain
and help the people to feel free again
Why don't we listen to the voices in our hearts?
Cause then I know we'll find we're not so far apart
Everybody's got to be happy, everyone should see
For we know the joy of life and peace that love can bring
So spoke the wizard in his mountain home
The vision of his wisdom means we'll never be alone
And I will dream of my magic night
and the million silver stars that guide me with their light






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