- The Riddle

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November 12, 2015

Lyrics

I got two strong arms
Blessing of Babylon
Time to carry on and try for sins and false alarms
So to America the brave
Wise men saved

Near a tree by the river
There's a whole in the ground
Where an old man of Aran
Goes around and around
And his mine is a beacon
In the veil of the night
For a strange kind of fashion
There's a wrong and a right

Near a tree by the river
There's a whole in the ground
Where an old man of Aran
Goes around and around
And his mine 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

Near a tree by the river
There's a whole in the ground
Where an old man of Aran
Goes around and around
And his mine 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 plan 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
With just a song of mine
To keep from burning history
Seasons of gasoline and gold
Wise men fold

Near a tree by the river
There's a whole in the ground
Where an old man of Aran
Goes around and around
And his mine 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
Sky looks in corridos
Without a plan of yours
A blackbird sings on bluebird hill
Thanks to the calling of the wild
Wise mens child

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