There are places we must go to
To bring these hollow words on back from
You must cross the muddy river

Where love turns to love turns to fear

They say you don't look

There's only one way
On back from on back from here
They say you don't look

'Cause it'll disappear

And our eyes they keep on strainin'

As if to see what lies behind them
Through the shells of empty buildings
And great columns of glass


They say you don't look
Cause it'll drive you mad


And if it drives you mad
If it drives you mad

It'll prob'ly pass