Did your trial by virtue
And your innocent guilt
When your verdict for evenings
Is stained on your quilt

And a case to be closed
Is a case to be packed
Upweighted with reason
And judged by your tact

There was a time when a look in the eye
Meant a smile and not a frown
But that is gone

There was a time when a look in the eye
Meant a smile and not a frown
But that is gone

So draw a chalk circle
Play the ritual part
Do I stand in the middle
Take my arm – pull apart

There was a time when a look in the eye
Meant a smile and not a frown
But that is gone

There was a time when a look in the eye
Meant a smile and not a frown
But that is gone

Was this in a friend
To defect is denial
The denial by virtue
Is a virtue on trial