Winter on the Americas catch you in the snow winter's day who would think fires burning out would ever go to the same place,
but, the sadness slightly of your face I didn't mean it that way
A Humanesque is playing on tonight
Do you ever talk revolution? [You used to talk...] Who would ever know, you'd have to see Way down. Down the Tingo Marie caught you all alone in their angry streets,
but, the sadness who did you meet? did they treat you that way
A Humanesque is playing on tonight
Your eyes are liars they paint the secrets you betray
Your Spanish men say that you cheat them everyday they want to go and let you have your way seems your rebels given up the cause and even Oklahoma calls your name,
but, the magic with which you held sway has fallen decayed
A Humanesque is playing on tonight
the magic has since burned away did they want it that way,