I've got a paperweight
Sitting on my desktop
It's a conversation piece
People walking by all want to stop
And ask "is that a piece of marble?"
I say "no, my friend, that right there is onyx.
It's as dark as the night and as inky as the ocean
My mother was a witch but she didn't play with potions!"
They all say "ooo, it shimmers!
Does that have secret powers?"
I say "touch it with you left hand
Tell me in an hour.
Did you see the past and all of its nuance?
Did you see your own life -- all the in-congruence?
Can you understand now how Judas made decisions?
And how it all relates to how you wrestle with your own plans?"
My mother was a witch
She gave me secret powers, yeah!
My mother was a witch
She gave me secret powers, yeah!
My mother was a witch
She gave me secret powers, yeah!
My mother was a witch
She gave me secret powers, yeah!
My mother was a witch