On my 26th day of being alone
I Hung out of the window by the telephone
I heard the Trees calling out your name
And I wondered in the forest of becoming insane
In what is right and what is wrong
There will always be weak and always be strong
Dona nobis pachem
Does the Bell ring for one of them
And Why does it toll in this Time Of Need
Can I smash the phone and go back to sleep
To swim in the ocean of the people's tears
That was made for us over a million years
We wonder through the fields of insufferable weeds
We watch for the people coming out to feed
They feed on rocks and they feed on blood
But only the strong have faith on love
Between what is short and what is long
There will always be weak and always be strong
There will always be strong in every thing
Always an end and a beginning