The Magician
By Indi Riverflow | December 7, 2011
Reeling from astral realms he probes
Twisting the system half insane
Rivers of symbols in intricate chains
Some might try to call it sorcery
This mutual conspiracy
Of suspicious serendipity
But the juggler only laughs
Behind the shroud of secrecy
Stands a lifetime of craft
{Chorus}
If you read between the lines
The prism’d path begins to shine
The energy runs warm and cool
Summoned from a vast and empty pool
What a flow when the pump is primed
Persistence trumps genius every time
Delighting in slight of mind
Lighting patterns of illuminated design
Adept in all the empyrean arts
Unsure where he ends and eternity starts
All these arts are claimed to deceive
Held together with whatever web we weave
Uniting illusions we barely believe
The half-deck shuffle with rabbit in sleeve
But magic hides under the belly of sham
Bursting dams with battering rams
{Chorus}
When the rebel son arrived with his staff
Tired of splitting wheat from chaff
The Pharaoh’s court and wizards gasped
For it was a serpent’s tail he grasped
{Bridge}
The halls of the pyramids
Rang with incantations and spells
The walls of the pyramids
Glyphs graven where dynasties dwell
The fall of the pyramids
From the apex of heaven to the pit of hell
The call of the pyramids
Ringing through the ages like an unbroken bell
Topics: Gyroscape 2014, Gyroscape: a year of the lyrical life, Lyrics by Indi Riverflow, Tarot Series | 1 Comment »
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8:09 pm on January 30th, 2013
“Persistence trumps genius every time” I admire your words 🙂