So good to meet you, Mr. Chess
I've always heard that you're the best
At housing knights and castles high up in the air
so I beseech you, Mr. Chess
To let me sleep inside your bed
And would you sleep too, would you sleep too in the chair?
You see, I dream of may things
Of floating, solitary kings
Of pawns and people with blue sequins through their hair
The jesters sings, the bishop brings
The queen a hollow following
And all the pawns and people stop and people stare
So, I too stop
At three o'clock
I stumble to your door
And knock
And ask to see you, ask to be you, Mr. Chess
O, Mr. Chess
Now, I beseech you, Mr. Chess
To let me sleep, to let me rest
To let me dream, to let me sing without a care
And I will dream you things so fair
I'll sing you castles in the air
And I will sleep too
I will sleep too
I will rest
O Mr. Chess, my Mr. Chess
1 | Half-life |
2 | Barely Breathing |
3 | On A High |
4 | She Runs Away |
5 | That Says It All |
6 | For You |
7 | In The Absence Of Sun |
8 | Something Somewhere |
9 | Reasons For Living |
10 | Home |