The Conference of the Birds can't reach the UN The oil of the 90's pasted their wings onto them Tsunamis Hurricanes and things that hold no blame Beg for a difference beg for a change
What a stupid thing you are To have burrowed in my heart
I'm ready for the beginning
Time constrains our killing to a watch If there's an atomic clock is there and atomic God? That weighs the souls of men by what they own Not who they become, when they bomb a home
Hell why should I care at all As long as they pay up as long as they pay in full
I'm ready for the beginning
We're the romance of the bible Inside our sand filled hovel You kiss me and I know we're home And when their troops come to kill us I know our love with fill me full And I'm sorry for this and I'm sorry to know
I'm ready for the beginning