The streets are cracked
There's glass everywhere
And a baby stares out
With motherless eyes
Long gone beauty
On fields of war
Trapped in lament
To the poet's core
Where
Oh where will I be
Where
When that old trumpets sounds
I met an Indian woman in Ottawa
She laid me down on a bed of straw
Said don't waste your breath
Don't waste your heart
Don't blister your heels
Running in the dark
[Chorus]
Yeah I like the heat
Of your body laying next to me
May your wild lip get you where you're going
With your inventions your intentions, your laughter
Your forever yearning
[Chorus]
Walked to the river
And I walked to the rim
I walked through the teeth of the reaper's grin
I came to you wrapped up in wire
To the other side of desire
[Chorus]
Well the heart beats fast
Like it's never seen love
And addiction stays on tight like a glove
Oh where
Oh where will I be