Top of the Charts

oYour long hair flowing down)

Games of confidence

(I was thinking about a riptide somewhere

Wishing we could go and drown)

You feel like a runaway clown

(You pulled me out of that daydream

When you turned your head - when you said

Do you have the silent touch)

The circus has rolled up the tents

And the rain is coming down

(I’m a little riddle that the other little riddles missed)

The clocks are all on strike

They want more time

(I spy, I spy with my little eye

And I sigh on the train - last one pulling out tonight)

Stars shine high above

(Are you on the line - I thought I felt yours in mine)

The beating of our hearts

(You’re in these memories I choose to remember

I’m a little riddle that the other little riddles missed)

Songs of hate and love

Climb to the top of the charts

The clocks are all on strike

They want more time

Now a spider weaves

A web for a bite to eat

Now an army of leaves

Is blowing down the street

A daredevil walks on a wing

Marathon dancers swoon

A shadow boxer crawls to the ring

By the light of a northwest moon

(Throw me down a life line - can you make the light shine

Storm is coming down - baby, I don’t want to drown)

Stars shine high above

(Can you pull me out of this

To the shelter of your kiss again…)

The beating of our hearts

Songs of hate and love

Climb to the top of the charts

(A little riddle that the other little riddles missed)