I was slipping through the cracks of a stolen jewel  I was tightrope walking in two ton shoes  Now somebody is talking about a third world war  And the police said this was normal control    And the candle was burning yesterday  Like somebody's best friend died  And I've been caught in a mind riot    I was crying from my eye teeth and bleeding from my soul  And I sharpened my wits on a dead man's skull  I built an elevator from his bones  Had to climb to the top floor just to stamp out the coals    And the candle was burning yesterday  Like somebody's best friend died  And I've been caught in a mind riot    I'm tied within  I'm luck's last match struck  In the pouring down wind