Remember looking at the haunted race,
bowed down to the storm
Remember looking for a familiar face,
but no one there to mourn
Staring high, silent schemes
Plastic tubes to carry fading dreams
A creature servant in the hall
Warm blood on the palace walls
Those who died alone in hell
Wearing grief in their lapel
Crop small, changing wish and will
A haunted tear that never fell
Someone is dragging a fallen chain
Looking for you in the pouring rain
While those who care give silent prayer
For lovers going home
If there was a brickwork surrounded the
New
York dream
There were secrets locked in steel
There's a but ton you can press
on the love machine
There's a place you want to hear
If you were born in the barbed
wire of your mother's womb
If you were hungry before you died
When you say you lived
above all clean and white
You know I know you lied
Remember the poet who said it first
Speaking of you and your difficult birth
And how you care and say your prayers
for lovers going home
Drinking from an empty cup,
waiting for a rock to grow
Whispered sounds that can't be heard,
and no one knows
Children who don't mind the rain,
yet have the wish to die
Whatever you are, wherever I could have been,
you'd feel better if you could cry
Oh, dawn is breaking in
the graveyard
People massing in the streets
Trampled heads beneath their feet
Children playing with the dead
Silver stones stain your breath
Watching through a widow's veil
A
Caesar desecrates the
Holy
Grail
You sit all alone in your
front row seat
You look so small and frail
You're the foot on the feet
of the men you doubt
Your darkness comes too soon
You should be selling
Cuban watches and girly photographs
You're a masterpiece in ruin
You're a panel of a whole
world kind I see
You should have a degree in poetry
You should be incarcerated
in an apartment tower
With no technology
Did you ever listen to the
poor opposed to you?
Did you ever stop to ask?
Did you ever smile behind
your wasted face?
Did you ever lift your mask?
Did you ever run with your feet on fire?
Did you ever take a pricey ride?
You know you look like you belong
Horizon!
Horizon!
Did you really think that you'd be left
Where war is life an d life is death?