The moon gazes on the dark streets
In the silence, you hear the heartbeats...

Slowly wandering the dusts of Kashmir
Dodging bullets on the shore of Zaire...

Life's cold and freezing in the city
Ice is evil and fire's so pretty...

So many years ago
When we were still free...

So long, house of awe
House of laughter and of hope...

In the open fields where the river flows
Under the sunlight while the wind blows...

Nightmares and phantoms
Triffids or cave trolls...

Somewhere near the black sea
Where towns come and go...

Sleepless
sleepless with regret...

Dynamite in pieces
exploding inside you...

Delilah, where have you been
Out in the street I cry...