The Riddle (3:52) Lyrics

i got two strong arms

blessings of babylon

with time to carry on

and try

for sins and false alarms

so to america the brave

wise men save

near a tree by a river

there's a hole in the ground

where an old man of aran

goes around and around

and his mind is a beacon

in the veil of the night

for a strange kind of fashion

there's a wrong and a right

but he'll never, never fight over you

i got plans for us

nights in the scullery

and days instead of me

i only know what to discuss

of for anything but light

wise men fighting over you

it's not me you see

pieces of valentine

with just a song of mine

to keep from burning history
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seasons of gasoline and gold

wise men fold

near a tree by a river

there's a hole in the ground

where an old man of aran

goes around and around

and his mind is a beacon

in the veil of the night

for a strange kind of fashion

there's a wrong and a right

but he'll never, never fight over you

i got time to kill

sly looks in corridors

without a plan of yours

a blackbird sings on bluebird hill

thanks to the calling of the wild

wise mens child

near a tree by a river

there's a hole in the ground

where an old man of aran

goes around and around

and his mind is a beacon

in the veil of the night

for a strange kind of fashion

there's a wrong and a right

but he'll never, never fight over you