The streets are cracked and there's glass everywhere
And a baby stares out with motherless eyes
Under long gone beauty, on fields of war
Trapped in lament to the poet's core
Oh where
Oh where will I be?
Oh where
Oh when that trumpets sounds
Met an Indian boy in Ottawa
He 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
Oh where
Oh where will I be?
Oh where
Oh when that trumpets sounds
Yeah I like the heat of your body laying under me
May your wild lip get you where your going
With your inventions, your intentions
Your laughter, your forever yearning
Oh where
Oh where will I be?
Oh where
Oh when that trumpets sounds
I walked to the river and I walked to the rim
I walked through the teeth of the reaper's grin
I walked to you rolled up in wire
To the other side of desire
Oh where
Oh where will I be?
Oh where
Oh when that trumpets sounds
Oh where
Oh where
Oh where when that trumpet sounds
Oh where
Oh when that trumpet sounds
Well the heart opens wide like it's never seen love
And addiction stays on tight like a glove
Oh where
Oh where will I be?
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