Words and Music by Hal Crook © 2015

[Intro] Leap into the timeless fray, the game is on… 

Hide and seek—the mandate of a lone, playful god 
Make the world—then hide inside like love in a jar 
Seeking who you really are 

Look within—the bags of skin, the fabric of time 
Look beyond—the flesh and bones for one of a kind 
Different only in your mind 

High and low—saints and sinners 
Young and old—losers, winners 
One and all—relatives at heart 
Like the ends—of a magnet 
Cut one off—you still have it 
You and I—can’t exist apart  

Grass grows in spring 
Winter winds howl and sting 
Thought subsides—leaving no place to hide 
The game goes on 

[Instrumental melody and solos] 

Night turns to day 
Casting blue skies or gray 
All things leap into the timeless fray 
The game goes on 

We can see—each other in the mirror of life 
Restless view—if only we can keep it in sight 
Hiding, seeking, finding might! 

High and low—saints and sinners 
Young and old—losers, winners 
One and all—relatives at heart 
Like the ends—of a magnet 
Cut one off—you still have it 
You and I—can’t exist apart  

Grass grows in spring 
Winter winds howl and sting 
Thought subsides—leaving no place to hide 
The game goes on and on and on and

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