Stuart elliot vocal. . Ask yourself a question now there's a multiple choice. "you've only one shot, get it right", says a distance voice. Don't get your head into a spin.
Stereotomy. . Oh, stereotomy. We can make it forever. Do anything you want with me. Do anything you want. . Stereotomy. We can make it. We can make it.
Diamond eyes that burn me. And turn me to stone. Crystallize and freeze me. In clear monochrome. . Turn me to stone. Do anything you want with me. Turn me to stone.
I was just a joker in a serious game. I didn't have the heart to play. But sooner or later. I'll find a reason to throw it away. . Risin' on the crest of a natural wave.
Oh what a price we pay for the things we say. And the closer I get to you the further you move away. All the lies we tell in the games we play. And the longer I think it over the harder it is to stay.
Maybe I'm imagining the things they say about me. Maybe there is really nothing there at all. Standing in the middle while the rumors fly around me. Hiding from a shadow on an empty wall.
We say welcome to the mission. Show us all what you can do. We need a man with vision. So we put our trust in you. And now we hope sincerely. That you'll do the best that you can do.
Snake eyes, seven eleven. Don't let me down boys. Gimme, snake eyes, seven eleven. Don't let me down tonight. No, don't let me down tonight. . Just one minute more, give me just one minute more.
Days go by, adrift upon a rolling sky. The miracles escape my eyes. But I still hope. . Time, regret. Is this as good as life can get?. It's only when the spirit sets me free I cope.
If I cried out loud. Over sorrows I've known. And the secrets I've heard. It would ease my mind. Someone sharing the load. But I won't breathe a word.
Look at me now. A shadow of the man I used to be. Look through my eyes. And through the years of loneliness you'll see. . To the times in my life. When I could not bear to lose a simple game.
It's been a long road. We've walked the last mile. We reach the same conclusion. And we stop for a while. . Together we know. The way we must go. We're leaving an illusion.
Lead vocal: frankie howerd. . I was lonely and depressed. Having fled the family home. When I met an old acquaintance. I had only barely known. . And I told her over tea.
Instrumental. . Written by ian bairnson. Keyboards, guitars, bass, saxophone, mandolin: ian bairnson. Drums: stuart elliott.
There are pyramids in my head. Theres one underneath my bead. And my ladys getting cranky. Every possible location. Has a simple explanation. And it isnt hanky-panky.
Tell you 'bout a dream that I have every night. Tell you 'bout a dream that I have every night. It ain't Kodachrome and it isn't black and white. Take me for a fool if you feel that's right.