Seen this curse before
Cornered by a thousand ghosts
So keep your friends close to you

There's nowhere good enough to hide
(Like you won't try)
You're longing for the best disguise


Swam no foreign shores
When you gave your friends away

No rain will ever wash this town
The bridges they will burn like leaves
(Like you won't cry)

There's honour here among these thieves

Sons of deserts

Daughters of dust clouds
Told me about the lady of the lighthouse
Tippee-toed interminably

When I was longing for the best disguise
There's honour here among these thieves
Longing for the best disguise

(There's nowhere you can run and hide)