Wizard Talk
Wizard, do you think you can remember what I did with my old mind?
You look around and you say, "Brother, give it time"
You look around and you say, "Wait a second, wait"
But right above my clavicle, the world becomes so laughably old
It's like I've been here for a decade on my own
You said, "It's been a decade and I had enough"
And beaches strewn with pulpits and ohms
Where the cross is like a spark among your loam
I believe there is a wall, a line of stone,
By the river
And though we share a tongue we can't recount it into words
You cannot spill a vault entirely into verbs
I never meant to make you live it all again
I'm thinking 'bout the relative ways
That all I do is age
And buried there's a version of me hurting
And I'm letting him down
Ooh, woah
I wanna go, I wanna go home
I can't let this one go
I'm thinking 'bout my problems
And the way that they will never be solved
Hey
Wizard, I've been following a colour but you had to spit it out
You said, "I never have a fear or a doubt"
My world is smaller now but everything is near
And maybe we could rub off every bit of us and store it in a tank
I whisper, "How much will they pay at BioBank?"
You, sighing, "Tissue from the youth of yesteryear?"
And bludgeons flailing arcs form a queue
I'm a coward, I'm a devil, I'm a fool
But I never understand the weight of all,
All life decisions
Wizard, I been thinkin bout the magic that you said would here prevail
And I felt it when they left you and I failed
And yes, I wanna be there when you die
I'm breathing for the moment alone
My early self unknown
The silences that follow you
Won't always be the hollow I filled
Hey, hey-ey
It's easily the best thing I've done
So why the empty numb?
I'm thinking 'bout my problems
And the way that they will never be solved
Hey, hey-ey
I'm thinking 'bout the relative ways-ays-ays
And all I do is age
Buried there's a version of me hurting
And I'm letting him down
Hey, I'm in descent, hey
I wanna go, I wanna go home, woah-oh
I can't let this one go
I'm thinking 'bout my problems
And the way that they will never be solved
Hey, hey
I'm thinking 'bout my problems
And the way that they will never be solved
Hey
I'm thinking 'bout my problems
And the way that they will never be solved
No, solved
I'm thinking 'bout my problems
And the way that they will never be solved
Hey, hey
Oh, oh, oh, oh, hey, hey
I'm thinking 'bout my problems
And the way that they will never be solved
Hey, hey
Ee, ee, oh, oh
You look around and you say, "Brother, give it time"
You look around and you say, "Wait a second, wait"
But right above my clavicle, the world becomes so laughably old
It's like I've been here for a decade on my own
You said, "It's been a decade and I had enough"
And beaches strewn with pulpits and ohms
Where the cross is like a spark among your loam
I believe there is a wall, a line of stone,
By the river
And though we share a tongue we can't recount it into words
You cannot spill a vault entirely into verbs
I never meant to make you live it all again
I'm thinking 'bout the relative ways
That all I do is age
And buried there's a version of me hurting
And I'm letting him down
Ooh, woah
I wanna go, I wanna go home
I can't let this one go
I'm thinking 'bout my problems
And the way that they will never be solved
Hey
Wizard, I've been following a colour but you had to spit it out
You said, "I never have a fear or a doubt"
My world is smaller now but everything is near
And maybe we could rub off every bit of us and store it in a tank
I whisper, "How much will they pay at BioBank?"
You, sighing, "Tissue from the youth of yesteryear?"
And bludgeons flailing arcs form a queue
I'm a coward, I'm a devil, I'm a fool
But I never understand the weight of all,
All life decisions
Wizard, I been thinkin bout the magic that you said would here prevail
And I felt it when they left you and I failed
And yes, I wanna be there when you die
I'm breathing for the moment alone
My early self unknown
The silences that follow you
Won't always be the hollow I filled
Hey, hey-ey
It's easily the best thing I've done
So why the empty numb?
I'm thinking 'bout my problems
And the way that they will never be solved
Hey, hey-ey
I'm thinking 'bout the relative ways-ays-ays
And all I do is age
Buried there's a version of me hurting
And I'm letting him down
Hey, I'm in descent, hey
I wanna go, I wanna go home, woah-oh
I can't let this one go
I'm thinking 'bout my problems
And the way that they will never be solved
Hey, hey
I'm thinking 'bout my problems
And the way that they will never be solved
Hey
I'm thinking 'bout my problems
And the way that they will never be solved
No, solved
I'm thinking 'bout my problems
And the way that they will never be solved
Hey, hey
Oh, oh, oh, oh, hey, hey
I'm thinking 'bout my problems
And the way that they will never be solved
Hey, hey
Ee, ee, oh, oh
Credits
Writer(s): Jeremy Joseph Pritchard, Alexander Kaines Robertshaw, Jonathan Joseph Higgs, Michael David Spearman
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