Eyes Adrift - Sleight Of Hand lyrics

All of my friends Not the ones I Everyone has run out hot and cold and hot Monkey Feathers on the top Burning giant mandolin Over the pigeon drop Oldest game around Newest trick in town Sleight of hand Oldest game around Newest trick in town Sleight of hand The air is perfumed Burning much too slow Filling up the room Stumbling like a rose Standing on the street Watching the time roll past You can smell the love And it Oldest game around Newest trick in town Sleight of hand Oldest trick in town Newest game around Sleight of hand It A private collection of invisible howls The oldest game around A little sticky and totally sound The air is perfumed Burning much too slow Filling up the room Stumbling like a rose Oldest game around Newest trick in town Sleight of hand