Shadow songs dancing
on a wall of dreams
hopelessly romancing
childhood scenes

The willows weep
All these stars hide away
Cloud covered meadows
keep the things we can't say

Jack of clubs
Knave of aces
Trade the queen
Leave no traces

Here we hold
spades of truth
and give away hearts
so we might not lose

Look to the east
and approaching light
No bitter pill
can bring sleep tonight

So cut and deal
Let this be a good hand
Pour another round
because there isn't a plan