Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
(Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
(Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)

As your loved ones, they place heavy stones on your face
Your sonnets of life, they are filling the case
High windows inside me, look down on your face

Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
(Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)

Changing white fingers for men in the sand
Burnin' bright spears that you hold in your hand
Grey children you've spawned, they just won't understand

Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
(Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

Whoa-oh-oh-oh
(Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)
Whoa-oh-oh
(Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)
As the slow pulse of sobbing dries up from the sky
My grief in red circles, surrounding an eye
Grey child stands looking and passes on by

Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
(Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
(Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh