Chrome Plated Rainbow

Chrome Plated Rainbow

Your chrome plated rainbow
Is not mine,
But I’d like to check it out.
Oh the way it curls around
And reflects itself,
In itself,
Really knocks me out.

Below a gray laden sky
Your shrieks echo,
Through the streets,
And rumble and tumble
Like a subway
Below my feet…

I met you on a corner
Of a giant checkerboard,
Who’s move is it now?
This game is far stranger
Than any before,
But can you tell me how?

Clad in your armour,
Of just another face
In the crowd, I wonder…
Just who you really are.
Behind those shrouds there must be you…
There must be you…

Behind those shrouds there must be you.

© 1978 or so