Letra de The Riddle
I got two strong arms Blessings of Babylon time To carry on and try For sins and false alarms So to America the brave Wise men saysNear 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 rightNear 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 He'll never, never fight over youNear 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 rightNear 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 He'll never, never fight over youI got plans for us Nights in the scullery And days instead of me I only know what to discuss Oh, for anything but light Wise men fighting over youIt's not me you see Pieces of valentine With just a song of mine To keep from burning history Seasons of gasoline and gold Wise men foldNear 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 He'll never, never fight over youI 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 men's child