10,000 Maniacs
Текст песни Poor De Chiciro

Oh my dear friend My dear friend
Giorgio How has this time Breton Discouraged your liaison with the Eye
styled metaphysical Incongruous scenarios Dauntly jaunt about through
nostalgic despair Within childlike renderings Of a nightmarish recall
"All my images Fragments I've shored upon my ruins Pictor classicus
sum I am pure" Step solemn with the Air of reluctant manes As rod and
hoop shadow children Scatter through a henna arcade Figures indentured
to a windless landscape Enduring silence and flame Da Da da No loyalty
to the nonsensical Scorned their nihilist pageantry.