In my mind's eye,
A plantation
In the clearing

Is a platform station
In the distance
Is a kingdom

In to the front line
Is how I'm coming


They saw in war
All is fair
I'm heading to the field

In spite of my condition

Whatever you thought

Whatever you thought
You know I told you
I couldn't stop

I couldn't stop

Now through the desert

Out to the sea
Weather-beaten
Through all four seasons

And there is love
In my creation


I've come back
For all the right reasons
I aint your castle

You're not a queen
It isn't yours
That you're so busy there protecting


Whatever you thought
Whatever you thought

You know I told you
I couldn't stop
I couldn't stop


All this beauty
Is sticky sweet

This naughty world
Is due for good deeds


Give me your poor
Your tired masses
Bring me the head

Of the mule in my glasses
Sing that lonesome high melody
Roamin young man,

The horror behind me