The Riddle (Instrumental)

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

theres 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

theres a wrong and a right

but hell 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

near a tree by a river

wise men fighting over you

theres a hole in the ground

where an old man of aran

its not me you see

goes around and around

and his mind is a beacon

pieces of valentine

in the veil of the night

with just a song of mine

for a strange kind of fashion

to keep from burning history

theres a wrong and a right

but hell never, never fight over you

seasons of gasoline and gold

i got time to kill

wise men fold

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

theres 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

theres a wrong and a right

but hell never, never fight over you

near a tree by a river

theres 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

theres a wrong and a right

but hell never, never fight over you

but hell never, never fight over you