Nik Kershaw - The Riddle (Solo Acoustic)

I got two strong arms Blessings of Babylon Time to carry on and try For sins and false alarms So to America the brave Wise men say Near a tree by a river There's a hole in the ground Where an old man of iron 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 I got plans for us Nights in the scholarly days Instead of me I only know What to disguise Oh, 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 fall Near a tree by a river There's a hole in the ground Where an old man of iron 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 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 men's child Near a tree by a river There's a hole in the ground Where an old man of iron 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 Near a tree by a river There's a hole in the ground Where an old man of iron 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 No, he'll never never fight over you