I’ve been walking through the wasted streets
By  the station and the old hotel
Between  the gunman and his dirty sheets
Between sirens and the broken bell

I’ve been walking with this old blind fold
Along  the edges of the endless road
Between  the stars and the rusted cars
Looking for a little flash of gold

Is  this the land the we borrowed?
Is this the land that we stole?
Who’s gonna be the fool tomorrow?
Who’s gonna try to play that role?
Turning  diamonds back to coal

I’ve been walking through the hurricanes
Through the torches of the hate parades
Between the actress and the role she plays
Between the dogs and the shallow graves

I’ve been walking through a dead man’s town
Where the answers are all absurd
Between the pervert and his plastic crown
Between the hero and the gallows bird
Is this the land of bone and cinder?
Where they farm the GMO?
Who’s gonna be the next pretender?
Who’s gonna try to play that role?
Turning diamonds back to coal