(brooker / reid)

Jostle, hassle, elbow bustle
In a swirling rainbow tussle
Caught and frozen, broken sheen
Now unites for one brief scene




Lonely in the dark i grope
The key's in my kaleidoscope
Confused faces change their places
Take up stances, exchange glances
Lost in multicoloured hues
There is no whole which i can choose




Lonely in the dark i grope
The key's in my kaleidoscope
In one face, one moment's fusion
Realize the new illusion
Clutching fingers break the puzzle
Jostle, hassle, elbow bustle




Still out in the dark i grope
The key's in my kaleidoscope