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Introduction
Listening to Our Guessing Game by The Moody Blues feels like stepping into a thoughtful conversation with yourself—an introspective journey wrapped in lush harmonies and poetic musings. Featured on their 1971 album Every Good Boy Deserves Favour, the song is a testament to the band’s signature blend of progressive rock and reflective lyricism.
What makes Our Guessing Game stand out is its deep emotional resonance. The lyrics explore themes of uncertainty and the search for understanding, inviting listeners to reflect on their own personal journeys. Whether it’s the gentle questioning of life’s purpose or the tender acknowledgment of human vulnerability, the song strikes a universal chord that feels both personal and profound.
Musically, it’s a masterpiece of layered instrumentation and intricate vocal arrangements. The Moody Blues, known for their rich orchestral influences, bring these elements to life in Our Guessing Game, with warm acoustic tones and haunting harmonies that create a sense of introspection. It’s the kind of song that feels like it’s speaking directly to you, offering comfort in the acknowledgment that life is, indeed, a guessing game.
One of the most striking aspects of the song is how it captures the listener’s imagination. The wistful melodies paired with heartfelt lyrics make it a reflective anthem for those moments when you’re pondering life’s big questions. It’s not about finding definitive answers but embracing the mystery and beauty of the journey.
For fans of The Moody Blues, Our Guessing Game is a hidden gem—a song that doesn’t always get the spotlight but deserves recognition for its emotional depth and musical brilliance. It’s a reminder of the band’s ability to craft songs that are as thought-provoking as they are timeless.
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Lyrics
Walking in the sand
Thinking of things, adventures in my mind
Tall ships that sail across the ocean wide
They won’t wait for me
See how they glide away so gracefully
And with tomorrow what will become of me?
It leaves me so much to explain
That’s the start of our guessing game
There are times when I think I’ve found the truth
There are times when I know that I’m wrong
And the days when I try to hide my fears
Bless the days when I’m feeling strong
Bless the days when I’m feeling strong
Wonder why we try so hard
Wonder why we try at all
You wonder why the world is turning around
In the end it won’t matter at all
Standing in the town
Looking at people, counting their frowns
Unhappy faces hurrying around
So blind they cannot see
All of the things, the way life ought to be
And with tomorrow what will they make of me?
It leaves me so much to explain
That’s the start of our guessing game
There are times when I think I’ve found the truth
There are times when I know that I’m wrong
And the days when I try to hide my fears
Bless the days when I’m feeling strong
Bless the days when I’m feeling strong
There are times when I think I’ve found the truth
There are times when I know that I’m wrong
And the days when I try to hide my fears
Bless the days when I’m feeling strong
Bless the days when I’m feeling strong
There are times when I think I’ve found the truth
There are times when I know that I’m wrong
And the days when I try to hide my fears
Bless the days when I’m feeling strong
Bless the days when I’m feeling strong
There are times when I think I’ve found the truth