I've been drooling. At some mangy scraps of bread. And these hungry voices. Make a lot of noise inside my head Show me the way to the rubbish dump. Or the bins at closing time. I'd walk a mile ju
I knew no vices and I knew no sins. I knew the words but they didn't sink in. Stayed out those tunnels that pull people down. There's more of those tunnels in your home town. Fell far from grace,
You're one of those elephant hunters from Ebbsfleet. Primordial superman. I know the trouble you've gotten in. Leave this trouble half cottoned down If I know better, I don't know better. If I kno
Well, I'm sure you're near and I can almost smell you. But the winds are up at the walls again. And I can hear you coming, heaven helped you coming. I believe in heaven, it's a wait away Did you le
You know he heard the drums of war. When the past was a closing door The drums beat into the jungle floor Past was always a closing door. Closing door Rain on the leaves and the soldiers sing. You
