Locked up in the distance

in the falter above us

as the contrails pass you spoke your mind

old photos distort you

and you're frowning a smile

as the misery makes us blind

stand down, fall apart and the trouble starts

yeah the trouble starts over again

in the scenes of this casting

where a tragedy follows

as the contrails pass this vacant sky

Disappear, orlean

away from tarnished golden arsenals

you're laying down again

disappear, orlean

because your swansong fell on fallen heads

you're laying down again

time goes nowhere