I wrote her name
In purple pen
To mark where she ends and where I begin
‘Cause my Blue has long since surrendered to her Red
And I can’t overthrow what our years defend
No I can’t overthrow what our years defend

And I admit I’m afraid
Of a love grown old
Can’t watch my wild country being sectioned and sold
Or your perfect garden covered in weeds and thorns
Will your beauty survive under the overgrowth
Can your bеauty survive under the ovеrgrowth
I don’t know...

The house was cold
As Tiananmen Square
Like a black hole opened and stripped the place bare
Oh the words that escaped could not be unheard
And the jailbreak cost more than the freedom’s worth
Oh and the jailbreak cost more than the freedom’s worth

When the arguments are made
And the case has been tried
Will our bodies draw a new treaty to sign?
In my arms she rests, proud as queen
Oh for the rags of love that I dress her in
The rags of love that I dress her in