Emerald Lies (Live|1997 Digital Remaster) - Marillion
To be the prince of possession
In the gallery of contempt
Suffering your indiscrete discretions
And you ask me to relent
As you accumulate flirtations with
The calculated calmness of the whore
OH
I am the harlequin harlequin diamonded
Costume dripping shades of green
Oh
I am the harlequin harlequin sense
Strangers violate my sanctuary
Prowl my dreams
And they're my dreams
Plundering your diaries
I'll steal your thoughts
Ravaging your letters unearth your plots
Innocence
What a surprise
Innocence
What a surprise
Innocence
Innocence
To don the robes of torquemada
Resurrect the inquisitions
And in that tortured subtle
Manner inflict questions
Within questions within questions
Within questions within questions
Looking in shades of green
Through shades of blue
I trust you trust in me to mistrust you
Through the silk-cut haze
To the smeared mascara
A forty-watt sun on a courtroom drama
And the coffee stains gather
Till the pale kimono
Set the wedding rings dancing
On the cold linoleum
And accusation's moths
That circle around the light
They char wings in spiral
Senselesssuicidal flight
You Pack world within a suitcase
Hot tears melt this icy palace
And dissolve a crystal swallowed by the night
Looking in shades of green
Through shades of blue
Looking in shades of green
Through shades of blue
Through shades of blue
Of blue
