where will i be

Lyrics

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 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