From the fields of the burning wheat to the corners of the black arcades we hold our hopes like cigarettes then we leave them dying in the grass the road is running out we’ve seen it over our shoulder With everything thing we (did??) fields of flowers (barbed wired??) towers they’re in recession with everything we (said??) freedom faded like voices ringing I feel it drifting away when you raise your head and you fall down to your knees while you wait for Him (/her???) we’re running fast as we can down the street with no end
last night I had a dream we were floating in the sea with flags all around but now the colours have washed out they were not innocent or free and your bombers ride in the shotgun sky they all turned into lights spread like stars across the trembling black night they’re calling you now make a sign of the southern cross
and I will follow you (???) tears of wonder rolling thunder off in the distance with everything we (did???) freedom faded like voices ringing I feel it drifting away
while you raise your head and you fall down to your knees do you feel ashamed? we’re running fast as we can down the street with no end
take me home keep running as fast as you can because there’s no place to turn on the street with no end bombs blast and bells ringing flags flying and we all keep on marching to heaven find out we all fall down again