Coming round now,
hearing sound and how it sounds
pounding in my heart begins
the room spins twice.
I am the dice
a double six picks the ***.

Coming round now
cleared for lift off, taxiing,
stuttering like a gattling gun
on the run and running on,
turn the card
I am the one of hearts.

It's all a game of make believe or make a wish upon a starry night,
in spite of this
I make believe and I believe it's right.

I am the jacks
the twisted flax
the potato man,
I can and do with hope get through each day, and each day with you is one more new start for this one of hearts, this potato man.

The die is cast
the stage is set
place your bet,
I'm on a roll.