There's a whole lot of good in the worst of us and he lurks just within the soul. A maker of brews with healing powers and a warmth that will light up the cold. A sorcerer of charms and a quality that is found just beyond the doubt. With magical cures and a real sense of peace all he asks, is 'just let me get out!'
There's a whole lot of good in good intentions, that may stretch or may strain to rise. As a peddler of clues and mysteries from the mind they're sent straight to the eyes. To the wizard that waits to really see all the good that can spread about. Making one feel like a Shaman's apprentice as your work your way out of the drought.
There's a whole lot of good in wanting to feel all the good that lurks just inside. Be a giver of news that all is well, 'til your good thoughts no longer will hide. A giver of love, that works from the heart when you think that you're going without. While the medicine man stays working within with a dose that mates good with stout'
