Picture me counting cards, dear
Pick any kind you like
Picture them colored red, dear
Black will hold back the light
For the stars in our eyes are just diamonds, broke
Jokes we tell to laugh, dear
Laugh to hold back the pain
Pain is in the mind, dear
Stars are much the same
Gone in the time it takes the light to reach
In time you'll find
We're blind to the things we don't believe
Picture us out in Vegas counting bills before a show
Spending em from New Orleans where we spent the week before
And the stars in our eyes are the lights from the flash
Pictures of us in black, dear
Rolling on the red carpets laid on concrete
Counting billboards where we've read
That the stars of our minds shine bright in the dark
Like diamonds, diamonds
Hearts in our cards and our silver strung guitars
Say hear me when I call
Hear me when I come in late
You're wide awake
I'm sorry is not enough
I'm sorry I'm not enough to stay
Faded by
In time with the back of your bed
Am I that levy you take, that levy you hold
Faded by in time
With the back of your bed
Am I that levy you break, that levy you hold
Paint me red, paint me red
Picture that, picture that
Picture us and God shaking hands just because we can
Like DMC we run this shit, Run DMC
What's tricky to get we got
Watch me murder this
Watch me murder this
Planes fly due west, and
Plain in my view is the blame for the fault in our stars
Counting cards in the dark
We sit and talk, bleeding it out
Believing that all our stars are just diamonds
Hearts in our cards and our silver strung guitars
Say hear me when I call
Hear me when I come in late
You're wide awake
I'm sorry is not enough, I'm sorry I'm not enough to stay
Pick any kind you like
Picture them colored red, dear
Black will hold back the light
For the stars in our eyes are just diamonds, broke
Jokes we tell to laugh, dear
Laugh to hold back the pain
Pain is in the mind, dear
Stars are much the same
Gone in the time it takes the light to reach
In time you'll find
We're blind to the things we don't believe
Picture us out in Vegas counting bills before a show
Spending em from New Orleans where we spent the week before
And the stars in our eyes are the lights from the flash
Pictures of us in black, dear
Rolling on the red carpets laid on concrete
Counting billboards where we've read
That the stars of our minds shine bright in the dark
Like diamonds, diamonds
Hearts in our cards and our silver strung guitars
Say hear me when I call
Hear me when I come in late
You're wide awake
I'm sorry is not enough
I'm sorry I'm not enough to stay
Faded by
In time with the back of your bed
Am I that levy you take, that levy you hold
Faded by in time
With the back of your bed
Am I that levy you break, that levy you hold
Paint me red, paint me red
Picture that, picture that
Picture us and God shaking hands just because we can
Like DMC we run this shit, Run DMC
What's tricky to get we got
Watch me murder this
Watch me murder this
Planes fly due west, and
Plain in my view is the blame for the fault in our stars
Counting cards in the dark
We sit and talk, bleeding it out
Believing that all our stars are just diamonds
Hearts in our cards and our silver strung guitars
Say hear me when I call
Hear me when I come in late
You're wide awake
I'm sorry is not enough, I'm sorry I'm not enough to stay
So... Maybe I'm cheating, but first of all, I want to see the 13th post here, because 13x3 is pretty cool combination (although I still don't understand how I managed to make 39 posts). And secondly, I want this strangely beautiful song to be imprinted here for many years. Because all of a sudden this song became something special for me. Because there is a mystery in it that I want to listen to over over again, trying to fathom it. Because it is constantly changing. Because someday I may lost it forever.
"You're like the mystery that's just beyound sight and sound, always just beyond my reach"