Abstrakt Algebra - Shadowplay

Dancing figures of smoke and light The jester’s sardonic parade Mannequin puppet your limping waltz On my bedroom wall Keep pretending, keep performing The dreamer must stay awake Shapeless riddles told by pompous rogues Pantomime preachers present Empty eyes staring, sunken eyes glaring Drowned in a moment of truth Hourglass ticking, a childs fingerlicking Jigsaw puzzles and clay Silhouettoes and gepettoes circling the face of my world You point your finger, I break each and one A handfull of reasons are gone ‘Cause you’re nothing But a shadowplay I am all No longer astray And I’m sick n’ tired of you So get out my house So get out my life So get out of my head So get out of the way Taciturned teasers with tattooed tears A play of shadows they give A blindfolded sejour from Shakespeare to Marx Directions vague and obscene Comedies and tragedies Spastic laughter I sense A room, a scene, a private playground The front-row ticket I’ve got ‘Cause you’re nothing But a shadowplay I am all No longer astray And I’m sick n’ tired of you ‘Cause you’re nothing, nothing But a shadowplay I am all No longer astray