Dark Ages

None of us are what we were

I know you've heard this all before

I know you've heard this all before

But none of us are what we were

But it's a dark age, a dangerous time

I'm on the last page, the end of the line

But it's a dark age, a dangerous time

I'm on the last train, the end of the line

Outside the bar on the road to the Madrid

A curious frost settled down on my ribs

These were the badlands, the sad lands

I wanted to leave but I wanted to give

Whispered in song in the tops of the trees

Tears are the only rain that we see

Whispered in song in the tops of the trees

Tears are the only rain that we see

I get up too late to wave off the night

I get up too late to wave off the night