There's a natural mystic flowing through the airAnd if you listen carefully, you will hearThis could be the first trumpet, might as well be the lastMany more will suffer, many more will dieDon't ask me whyDon't ask me whyThings are not the way they used to beI won't tell no lieOne and all must confess reality nowThough I try to find the answerTo all the questions they askThough I know it's impossibleTo go living through the pastDon't tell no lieThere's a natural mystic flowing through the airYou can't keep him downAnd if you listen carefully, you will hearSuch a natural mysticFlowing through the airThis could be the first trumpet, might as well be the lastMany more will suffer, many more will have to dieDon't ask me whyThere's a natural mystic flowing through the airDon't ask me whyI won't tell no lieThis could be the first trumpet, might as well be the lastMany more will suffer, many more will dieIn here I somfjeThis could be the first trumpet, might as well be the lastThis could be the first trumpet, might as well be the lastIn here I somfjeOh, you're such a natural mist Blowing through the airOh, you're such a natural mist Blowing through the airYou're such a natural mist Blowing through the airYou're such a natural mist Blowing through the airYou're such a natural mist Blowing through the airYou're such a natural mist