Wizard Symptoms

You could tell me the planet was a plate and I'd believe it
You could tell me the sky was made of fire and my eyes wouldn't have to see it

I've got to trust this scale it's gauging all the weight
As good as heads or tails my mythic estate

But how much longer will I wait?
I demonstrate the patience of a saint

My head gets pruned from being up my ass
Is magic still magic if it all can be so easily explained?