I see the dark lands unfold before me
The rain is thickening down
I see the city aflame with lights
Though all the streets are beset with shadow

I see a man with a curtain in his eyes
A stone upon his heart, he is lost in the past
And I see a woman, she is alive
But as usual with these things
She fears for the future of her child

And I hear the freight trains rolling
On through the night
With their endless cargoes
For our endless desires

And I smash the cup, I turn the dial
On the long-wave radio
The music plays out some old fashioned song
Some old fashioned song, of love...

So goodbye, to all of that
Good bye my love to all of that...