Cleme Snide
Tuesday, October 24th


Lip synch me a melody so sweet and clear
Mouth the words of love like a feather in my ear 

The thing no one can see is real for you and me 
The place no one can go we'll put on quite a   
                                                 
Blow a ring of smoke make it dance above my head 
In this hall of mirrors we could put the bed   
                                                 
Chorus                                           

Use your slight of hand make the sorrow disappear  
I will swallow swords for you I have no fear