Far beyond /
Here lies the vaudville where creatures are gathering /
The assembly /
Cackle and drool at a land slowly dying /
The monologue begins /
The man is abandoned /
He cracks a lonely smile like an oyster that’s been shucked and dead /
The company, the red, posies they spring and they whipered /
(Sweet tragedy) /
There’s a bird who’s broken down /
She hunts the soil so her young can feed /
But the morning never stays for long /
And a flock will starve for needs /
This is the exit or she was sown in for the soil /
And the crowd all cheered as the
As the men as beasts destroyed the crop and field /
(Sweet tragedy) /
The ensembles tune /
Of wretched abandon /
We’re desperate souls /
They litter the pavement /
They feast on the world /
In arrogant fashion /
They come from the waters to spoil in his sun /
(How could you float to me now)