I've been called the boy who cried wolf, thinking it was love when it was just my glass half full. I jumped in some nearly empty pools, and hung around in dry fountains until I felt your pull. You washed the stigma from my hand. And I danced into a trance in the burning Nevada sand. Babe, I swear I'm on a path. I drove to the coast with my favorite women. And in my faded tuxedo pants I waded for my baptism. I picked a conch shell up and listened, and I stared down into its cup until I felt my prism shifting. Babe, I finally understand. My best friend is a witch and a wizard. She said, "go on head out west, go running with the lizard." I touched the rose quartz in her hand and it felt like a pyramid in the promised land. Babe I finally understand. Go.
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