So many ways To wade beyond The lines that border us Come on Don’t take a shot Or smoke to trigger Just a little bit Come on
Can’t be a crime To meddle Can’t be wrong to push the pedal Queasy in grime No fellow Standing bones don’t up the level
So many times The prints don’t match The brush that painted it Come on Don’t take a forge Or fake to dazzle As a conjurer Come on
Behind the drape An agent Behind aims a grave arrangement Stuck in the slime No paddle Guarded lives don’t tend to dabble
Legalize this principle Jump into a spot not visible Bring it closer to the middle What’s so right with control What’s left but Wander from the cynical Take a look at views atypical With an answer to the riddle As a tightening grip Just when it starts to let go
So many ways Can’t be a crime Behind the drape
Wander from the cynical Take a look at views atypical With an answer to the riddle As a tightening grip Just when it Starts to let go Jump into a spot not visible Bring it closer to the middle What’s so right with control A slipping grip is let go