Moving with a slight of hand Pushing on a cosmic plan Summon all those tricks now for a song Mystery of way out there Spun around and disappeared Catch what he said before he's gone He's the brother of the wind Who sent them galloping I thought you said there's nothing wrong It's all the same Haven't been back for a while We miss that park bench smile A soothing voice and words like rain For those who stopped to look The hustle always hooked Never had a chance to know his name Moving with a slight of hand Pushing on a cosmic plan I thought you said there's nothing wrong It's all the same