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