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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