Kershaw, Nik The Riddle Lyrics

I got two strong arms
Blessings of Babylon
Time to carry on
And try for sins and false alarms
Joy to American the brave
Wise man say

Near a tree by a river there's a hole in the ground
Where an old man of erin 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
Oh
for anything but light

Wise men fighting over you

It's not me you see
Pieces of valentine
And just a song of mine
To keep from burning history

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 erin 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 mans child

(Instrumental)

Near a tree by a river there's a hole in the ground
Where an old man of erin 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

Near a tree by a river there's a hole in the ground
Where an old man of erin 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

No he'll never never fight over you

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