Henry Jamison The Magic Lantern Lyrics

And when you were a little boy you’d sit on the fourth-floor sill

And you’d bomb on your bicycle down all the biggest hills

And you’d cannonball in all the pools and you would

Never cross at the crosswalk on your walk home from school

You don’t want what you want you don’t need what you need

When the wife finally leaves the mistress is less then she seemed

The desire came from the distance, see

And when the dream coincides with reality you feel unclean

Cuz you are unclean

If you know what I mean

Do you know what I mean?

You are weak in the mind, you are weak in the knees you have got a disease, you have got a disease

But it’s okay, man