Austin Hoke - Chess Street lyrics

Somewhere above with the eloquence of love is an alley cat that wears my name So said the words that I gave in my address to the Queen Just like a glove, a thorn it rips the leather, crimson drips past the monocle which wears your face What is your saving grace? Some acrobats it would seem At the wrong station every train's a divination, every platform steals up both of your shoes Will you explain the bruise right away with a sigh-or just cry? Beaus to your bonnets and lads to the lace Hearts are for dreaming eyelashes for chase Love is a tendril, a leaf for support I'll drink all your wine but I'll not join your court Pixie dust, pinch a gust of wind I trust you will be drawn to another's light Arouse the urge to fight but would you spar with the King? Another notion, on the wall you pen devotion, ink it threatens to fill the hall We lost the protocol, three thousand dots on the screen You're gold and ready pick the cake now the confetti, swimming colors make the dance hall gleam ‘Til they arrive on the scene we'll hide we'll make it out clean-won't we? Beaus to your bonnets and lads to the lace Hearts are for dreaming eyelashes for chase Love is a tendril, a leaf for support I'll drink all your wine but I'll not join your court I count daisy petals when distressed I wear my best tie Yesteryears' hazy riddles were the smoothest this east or west of Chess Street Islands of smoke for summer eloping, winter's for coping with what wasn't there Beaus to your bonnets and lads to the lace Hearts are for dreaming eyelashes for chase Love is a tendril, a leaf for support I'll drink all your wine but I'll not join your court