Yeah I can hear a Jericho trumpet
but the sky's perfectly clear
Whether it's real or recollection
it's like im stranded on a pier
Watching the waves of emigration
being rewound off the beach
while a long road to unconciousness
ebbs out at my heelsNow i'm walking the halls of Charles de Gaulle
With a fresh minted boarding pass
I got a date with Ben GurionStanding in a subway
Feeling like i've overstayed
Waiting with a sack for the Amtrak
And a ticket out of JFK
(And when they came for him)
I didn't do anything
(And when they came for her)
I didn't do nothing
(And when they came for him)
I didn't say a thing
(And when they came for her)
Still not a wordYou see that barren blue under the engines
There ain't a fish left in the Levantine sea
There ain't a dolphin torch in all the West Bank's flanks
Now they're lit by electricityThe wise man knows that all things flow
Through tubes to their destination
Through the sewers of Athens and the odd BUK missile
And the Underground's tube stations
I never knew the lure of monsters
I've never been one for crusades
But now i hear a Jericho TrumpetYou can't be sure you're doing much more
Than playing for some rumoured stakes
So when the pilgrims become bandits on their transits
Well it's time to make your get awayAnd when they came for him
I didn't do anything
And when they came for her
I didn't do nothing
And when they came for him
I didn't say a thing
And when they came for her
Still not a wordNow the red top rags are all flying black flags
The lowlifes are making gains
You'd be thinking they were staff writersThe gulls in Crete are sharpening their beaks
Seamstresses sew in hell
A tailored cut, a perfect fit
A skull grinding it's teeth on each lapelAnd when they came for him
I didn't do anything
And when they came for her
I didn't do nothing
And when they came for him
I didn't say a thing
And when they came for her
Still not a word
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