All there is made of iron and tin
And will all just turn to dust again.”
Une immense espérance a traversé la terre,
Une immense espérance a
traversé ma peur”
“Are you a temple? Are you a temptress?
There’s too much choice,
the possibilities are endless.
So wash away my sins, give me catharsis!
We magnetize my moral compass…”
“My wife stood by the harbor
Her hands set in a wave
Like no more evening and day
Now I see the beauty I failed to see
when she was me…”