[Verse 1]
A hazy horizon is closing
The curtain to our perfect stage
How I stumbled twisted slightly
Atrociously
The world is landing at my feet

[Verse 2]
Who all of the faces could it be
Where all of the places should it be
Laughing and coughing
Coughing and laughing
In the hanging gardens
Of Semiramis

[Verse 1]
A hazy horizon is closing
The curtain to our perfect stage
I stumbled twisted slightly
Atrociously
The world is landing at my feet

[Verse 2]
Who all of the faces could it be
Where all of the places should it be
Laughing and coughing
Coughing and laughing
In the hanging gardens
Of Semiramis