Talisman ​The Guess Who

[Verse 1]
Trinket worn with colors matching saddened eyes
Has lost its magic touch
People from a distant hill
Have crossed an ever-stretching sea of sand
Artificial flowers cannot die
For life within them is illusion

[Chorus]
Talisman, talisman grace my hand
Talisman grace my hand

[Verse 2]
Figures made of pedigrees
Control the non-existent soul of John Smith
Walk the creature let it run
But slacken not the rope to which its bound
Ships in bottles cannot sail
And neither can a tombstone kill a feather

[Chorus]
Talisman, talisman grace my hand
Talisman grace my hand

[Verse 3]
Kings are nothing more without the glory
And the wealth behind their thinking
Let me feel the choice of seeing
Dawn or setting sun before I die
Myriads of painted faces
Rush behind the eye of the uncertain