The Illusionist

Controlling reality
You have it, under control
You can see the audience's fear
You almost feel doubt on me

The world I can see from here, beautiful rich and clean
But clouds can't stop me from imagining the sun

Make me blind, I can never
Read your mind
What can I see?
What you alow me to be?
Pull your strings you got
Muppets behind your back

The world I can see from here, beautiful rich and clean
But clouds can't stop me from imagining the sun

You can hide the world
Trying to hide your little tricks
By diferent kinds of power
Trading your gifts for illusion's sake

Waves, covering your plans
Darkness, to keep you acting
Stop the play, your show is over
Take a deep breath, so you can
Start it again

You can hide the world
Trying to hide your little tricks
By diferent kinds of power
Trading your gifts for illusion's sake