Aurora borealis, the icy sky at night. Our paddles break the water in a long and hurried flight. From the white man and the fields of green. And the homeland we've never seen.
Tin soldiers and Nixon's comin'. We're finally on our own. This summer I hear the drummin'. Four dead in Ohio. . Gotta get down to it. Soldiers are gunning us down.
He came dancing across the water with his stallions and guns. Looking for the new world and the palace in the sun. On the shore lay Montezuma with his coca leaves and pearls.
Youre so of a child suspended in space. Crying out to you. Beckons you to yet another fine place. Where the trials of life are few. . Dont think youre living long.
When the dream came. I held my breath with my eyes closed. I went insane. Like a smoke ring day when the wind blows. Now I won't be back 'till later on.
Hey who's that stomping all over my face?. Where's that silhouette I'm trying to trace?. Who's putting sponge in the bells I once rung?. And taking my gypsy before she's begun?.
I am a child, I'll last a while. You can't conceive of the pleasure in my smile. You hold my hand, rough up my hair. It's lots of fun to have you there.
There you stood on the edge of your feather. Expecting to fly. While I laughed I wondered whether. I could wave goodbye. Knowin' that you'd gone. By the summer it was healing.
All the sailors with their seasick mamas. Hear the sirens on the shore. They're singin' songs for pimps with tailors. Who charge ten dollars at the door.
Old man lyin' by the side of the road. Where the lorries rollin' by. Blue moon sinkin' from the weight of the load. And the buildings scrape the sky. .