[00:20.10]To be the prince of possession, in the gallery of contempt
[00:34.48]Suffering your indiscrete discretions, and you ask me to relent
[00:46.66]As you accumulate flirtations, with the calculated calmness of the whore
[01:01.24]
[01:03.61]I am the harlequin, with diamonded costume dripping shades of green
[01:24.18]I am the harlequin, sense strangers violate my sanctuary, prowl my dreams
[01:40.71]Plundering your diaries, i'll steal your thoughts - innocence
[02:10.06]
[02:14.44]Ravaging your letters, unearth your plots - innocence
[03:24.41]
[03:30.17]To don the robes of torquemada, to resurrect the inquisition
[03:35.60]And in that tortured subtle manner inflict questions
[03:38.71]Within questions within questions
[03:41.65]
[03:45.51]Looking in shades of green through shades of blue
[03:51.42]
[03:59.92]I trust you trust in me to mistrust you
[04:02.16]Through the silk-cut haze to the smeared mascara
[04:08.00]A forty-watt sun on a courtroom drama
[04:12.75]
[04:25.07]And the coffee stains gather till the pale kimono
[04:35.12]Set the wedding rings dancing on the cold linoleum
[04:38.24]
[04:39.95]And accusation's moths that circle around the light
[04:42.89]Char their wings in spiral senseless, suicidal flight
[04:44.95]Pack our world within a suitcase, hot tears melt this icy palace
[04:48.02]And dissolve a crystal swallowed by the night
[04:55.95]Looking in shades of green through shades of blue
[05:02.70]Looking in shades of green through shades of blue