To be the prince of possession
In the gallery of contempt
Suffering your indiscreet discretions
And you ask me to relent
As you accumulate flirtations
With the calculated calmness of the whoreI am the harlequin
Diamonded costume dripping shades of green
I am the harlequin
Sense strangers violate my sanctuary
Prowl my dreams and they're my dreamsPlundering your diaries
Unearth your plots
Ravaging your letters
I'll steal your thoughtsInnocence, innocence
Innocence, innocenceTo don the robes of Torquemada
Resurrect the inquisition
In that tortured subtle manner
Inflict questions within questions, within questionsLooking in shades of green
Through shades of blue
I trust you trust in me
To mistrust youThrough the silk-cut haze
To the smeared mascara
A forty-watt sun
On a courtroom dramaAnd the coffee stains
Gather till the pale kimono
Set the wedding rings
Dancing on the cold linoleumThis is innocenceAnd accusation's moths
That circle around the light
They char their wings
In spiral senseless suicidal flightYou packed your world within a suitcase
Hot tears melt this icy palace
And dissolve a crystal
Swallowed by the nightLooking in shades of green
Through shades of blue
Looking in shades of green
Through shades of blue
These shades of blue
Songwriters
DICK, DEREK WILLIAM/MOSLEY, IAN/KELLY, MARK/TREWAVAS, PETERPublished by
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