Too Many Clues In This Room Lyrics - Gordon Lightfoot

The space shuttle ends where the subway begins 

There's a tear on the face of the moon 

From dusk until dawn they have searched all day long 

But there's too many clues in this room 

At best it is said we've been locked deep inside 

Of an old sea mans chest full of charts 

Where maps are contained and what's left of his brains 

When his crew threw his balls to the sharks 

All around the looking glass dancing to a tune 

Sweeping out the house with a fine tooth comb 

Which history's shown leads to ruin 

In a word it is said that at times we must fall 

But the worst of it all was the lies 

We died for the cause just like regular outlaws 

In the dust of an old lawman's eyes 

In times best forgot there was peace there was not 

In her pains Mother Earth came to bloom 

Her children were born in the eye of the storm 

And there's too many clues in this room 

The power that is stored in the no mans land of chance 

Is the someone who knows what they're doin' 

The old soldiers say in they're own crusty way 

We've got too many troops in this room 

All around the looking glass dancing to a tune 

Sweeping out the house with a fine tooth comb 

Which history's shown leads to ruin 

The space shuttle ends where the subway begins 

Praise the Lord there's a train leavin' soon 

From dusk until dawn they have searched all day long 

But there's too many clues in this room