The red diamond looks into my eye
i am the diamond eyed poor boy lost kid
never been so scared before
counting the sheep in my sleep
drooling from the mouth like a wry dog
can't believe this is happening and it's so soon
the quartet is on cue
the gambler opens up, the only deuce in the deck
he's going to be a doctor soon, they say
or maybe just another player in this game of ours
this world spinning ten forth and forth right
i can't believe my hands are doing this
making words out of air, is it the mind or the extension of man
or both, one with the other, or just one and the other watching
the other is always watching
better be on your best behaviour
cause he ain't swinging Singapore slings in my direction
take a drag of a cigarette and he nods
this is what he wants, for he will get it eventually
being in the world is tough enough as it is
and the other watches me create
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