The Riddle (Extended Riddle)

The Riddle (Extended Riddle) - Nik Kershaw

Lyrics by：Nicholas Kershaw

Composed by：Nicholas Kershaw

Produced by：Peter Collins

Near a tree by a river there's a hole in the ground

Where an old man of Aran goes around and around

I got two strong arms

Blessings of Babylon

Time to carry on

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

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

He'll never never fight over

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

And 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

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 wise wise wise wise men's child

But he'll never never fight over you

No he'll never never fight over you