On the Shelf Lyrics

Keep me playing guessing games with your heart

Keep me on the shelf, up with the bottle

Keep me running races back to the start

But try not to look so proud about it

I could feel the wind explope

Into radioactive isotopes

Mark my valor into the stone

Don't forget to say I told you so

And it's all the time

Looking for some way home

And I say

Keep me solving riddles under your thumb

Keep me riding coach through endless tunnels

Tie my rope around the setting sun

So one night it might drag me into heaven

Don't stop while the pace is slow

A game of deaf man's telephone

Feel the clues vibrate their clones

Psychic link to the catacombs

Where it's salt and lime

It's no place like home

And you say

I get so carried away

I'm tripping over my own feet

And I think it's ballet

And I'm the star of the show

'Cause it's the only role

In the play