Letras
I was painting pictures today, looking as I draw the eyes
Some I think I know, some I guess I'll never know
Or ever see through the disguise in the fanciful game they're playing
Hide-and-seek, peek-a-boo, masquerade
The tricky toys of imagination
What a way to play with the light of day
Now, my friend, she weaves thin threads into a necklace
It takes her a very long time
On the front, there's a pattern of roses
On the back, a knotted mess of twine
In a twisting game, she's playing cat's cradle on a soldier's bed
Cup and Saucer, Lucky Tea Kettle, Jackob's Ladder coat on a Spiderweb
(Ooh-ooh, oh-ooh)
(Ooh-ooh, oh-ooh)
Life is shuffling hands behind the curtain in the basement
The jack of diamonds, ace of spades
A lonely queen of hearts, several dusky Deuces
The bets are forced, the plays are made
Round and round the game of chance, spinning odds in motion
With a blackjack's patience and a rummy bluff
Pretty painted cards play with imagination
A crying call or a royal flush?
I was casting lines to fit my mind into a poem
Inky scratches everywhere
Signs and senses jumbling over one another
Jostling here and there
In a little riddle game I'm playing
Text Twist, Word Blur, Balderdash, Composite Catch of Imagination
What a way to play with the psychic stash
(Ooh-ooh, oh-ooh)
(Ooh-ooh, oh-ooh)