Now it's come to this
It's like we're back in the Dark Ages
From the Middle East to the Middle West

It's a world of superstition

Now it's come to this

Wide-eyed armies of the faithful
From the Middle East to the Middle West
Pray, and pass the ammunition


So many people think that way
You gotta watch what you say

To them and them, and others too
Who don't seem to see to things the way you do


We can only grow the way the wind blows
on a bare and weathered shore
We can only bow to the here and now

In our elemental war

We can only go the way the wind blows

We can only bow to the here and now
Or be broken down blow by blow


Now it's come to this
Hollow speeches of mass deception
From the Middle East to the Middle West

Like crusaders in a holy alliance

Now it's come to this

Like we're back in the dark ages
From the Middle East to the Middle West
It's a plague that resists our science


It seems to leave them partly blind
And they leave no child behind

While evil spirits haunt their sleep
While shepherds bless and count their sheep


Like the solitary pine
On a bare wind blasted shore
We can only grow the way the wind blows