There was a vicious crack in the wall then I watched the wall fall down, fall down There was a vicious crack in the wall then I watched the wall fall
At first the flame was small, but then grew greedy, big and tall, big and tall At first the flame was small, but then grew strong and tall Stretched its jaws and ate us all
And the war we thought we’d won kept stretching on and longer That war we thought was long, grew longer still And the ladies cut their hair and kept it in a silver locket The women cut their hair to gift to him To choke on in the dim half light
Dim half light
Well the morning fell on the well heeled With the feel of an over exposed old film reel Silver steel and real white While in the valley of the night I very quietly strike a match To catch atop the masts of all imaginary yachts
Bobbing rudderless lost on the lips of ancient lovers And their fast fading pasts, burn marks on skin I’m off to the public debagging, who’s in? And who’s lung, yeah whose lung is this one anyway?