And I've forgotten that
We swung the Roman night
Marched us from here to there
Cutting down on who dared protest

When the graves are full
Old karmas came ashore
For business like a jackal
Trots upon the heels of war

Under a former guise
We were an Aztec bride
Til for my family's nape
We were plucked like a lethal grape
New York around our neck
Part of the pyramid steps
The priest and his pious art
Cut out our still beating heart

When we we're younger still
We marched the happy hills of
Grand Tanzanian greens
Fed from the cactus cream
The clear blue stream to swim where
One's on some boyhood when we
Followed it for three days and
Met not one soul along the way, no
The Sun poured over me and I answered to nobody
Now in this new-found life
All the screams are very bright
[?] us from here and back
Heaven aiming to distract
I watched you from outside
Trying to catch your lonesome eye
Going way unseen
I marched on my own dark dream

And oh, the disappointment
Oh ohwoahoh, she's a coinflip
And I get so tired of faking it
And I get so tired not quite making it
And I get so tired of faking it
And I get so tired not quite making it