prospekt's march / poppyfields

smoke is rising from the houses, people burying their dead, i ask somebody what the time is, but time doesn't matter to them yet, people talking without speaking, trying to take what they can get, i ask you if you remember, prospekt, how could i forget?, drums, here it comes, don't you wish that life could be as simple, as fish swimming round in a barrel?, when you've got the gun, oh and i run, here it comes, we're just two little figures in a soup bowl, trying to get behind some kind of control, but i wasn't one, but here am i on my own in a separate sky, and here i lie on my own in a separate sky, i don't wanna die on my own here tonight, and here i lie on my own in a separate sky