Interpret:

Nik Kershaw

Album:

The Riddle

The Riddle


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.
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.


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.