so I wait for you again
only echoes left within
he left me mute & lost & frozen
so I'll suffer for my sin
born to lose & born to bleed
killed the only thing I need
so often called, now I've been chosen
but I just want to concede
it may be this is not the end
I may find salvation though I don't know when
I'll wear a nuclear bomb in a field of flowers
as the legend twists & bends
so I wait here in the cold
getting tired now, getting old
lonesome & a long way from home