Hello, hello, hello Is there anybody home? I've only called to say I'm sorry. The drums are in the dawn, and all the voices gone. And it seems that there are no more songs.
Once I knew a girl She was a flower in a flame I loved her as the sea sinks/sings(?) sadly Now the ashes of the dream Can be found in the magazines. And it seems that there are no more songs.
Once I knew a sage who sang upon the stage He told about the world, His lover. A ghost without a name, Stands ragged in the rain. And it seems that there are no more songs.
The rebels they were here They came beside the door They told me that the moon was bleeding Then all to my suprise, They took away my eyes. And it seems that there are no more songs.
A (scar, star)?? is in the sky, It's time to say goodbye. A whale is on the beach, He's dying. A white flag in my hand, And a white bone in the sand. And it seems that there are no more songs.
Hello, hello, hello Is there anybody home? I've only called to say I'm sorry. The drums are in the dawn, and all the voices gone. And it seems that there are no more songs.
It seems that there are no more songs. It seems that there are no more songs.