Softer Ride

Emerald Lies (1998 Digital Remaster) - Marillion (馬裡列恩)

To be the prince of possession

In the gallery of contempt

Suffering your indiscrete discretions

And you ask me to relent

As you accumulate flirtations with

The calculated calmness of the whore

Of the whore

I am the harlequin

Diamonded costume dripping shades of green

I am the harlequin

Sense strangers violate my sanctuary

Prowl my dreams

My dreams and they're my dreams

They're my dreams

Plundering your diaries I'll steal your thoughts

Ravaging your letters unearth your plots

Innocence

What a surprise

Innocence

What a surprise

Innocence

Innocence

To don the robes of torquemada

Resurrect the inquisitions

And in that tortured subtle

Manner inflict questions

Within questions within questions

Looking in shades of green

Through shades of blue

I trust you trust in me to mistrust you

Through the silk-cut haze

To the smeared mascara

A forty-watt sun on a courtroom drama

And the coffee stains gather

Till the pale kimono

Set the wedding rings dancing

On the cold linoleum

And accusation's moths

That circle around the light

Char their wings in spiral

Senselesssuicidal flight

You Pack our world within a suitcase

Hot tears melt this icy palace

And dissolve a crystal swallowed by the night

Looking in shades of green

Through shades of blue

Looking in shades of green

Through shades of blue

Through shades of blue

Of blue