The Connells Queen of Charades song lyrics

I remember who Venus held in her arms

I can call up some things she would say

but all I envision are the saddest things

tearfilled eyelashes

fanning flames to ashes

in a game of charades

She's bigger than virtue

sadder than hope

you could set sail on the things she would say

but all I remember is like a tapestry

miles of inventions way before engines

in a game of charades

And do you refuse to play

I think you nearly got the better of me

do you refuse to play

I think you nearly lost one dearly

the queen of charades

Saturday's venus

held on the lawn

eyeshadows, sinews and veins

It's all so familiar in this bag of things

with mixed up intentions

deep dark indentions

and the queen of charades