To stare into dark corners   Shadows cross our lives   The image of my father   Like a sleeping child   To walk to deep blue ocean   And shelter in the shade   The eyes that once were living   Like a Jack of Spades      Smiles of seemless murder   To stormy, dark remains   Who never rode white horses   Or wished on falling stars   A man that chased their shadows   On the day the they die   Dancing in the moonlight   Send shivers down my spine      Skeletons of angels   Shot right through the heart   As you gun the motor   At 18 miles an hour   In the minds of children   Drowning in thin air   A voice comes from the darkness   I am the Jack of Spades   I am the Jack of Spades