Where I grew up it was different
There was no violence or like other towns
But when I came home from school that night
I saw the cops were on the run
There were kids on the wall reaching up to the sky
Like a culture shock of joy
It sent me into a strong fascination
And what's been lost is back

‘Cause we were the only ones
Darling and Me this time it's going down

You know where I belong
And you know it's time that we let go
Been drifting so far away from home
November came back and all was gone
You know where I belong, my darling
This time it's going down

When December came I was older
And snow was finally on the ground
Soldiers lining up, cameras feeding the world
With pictures that would mark my mind
I heard his woman scream as she was begging for trust
Then turning ghost-like behind the court
A shotgun blast, as new years passed
Oppression was on the run

‘Cause we were the only ones
Darling and Me this time they're going down

You know where I belong
You know it's time that we let go
Been drifting so far away from home
November came back and all was gone
You know where I belong, my darling
This time they're going down

They're going down

You know where I belong
You know it's time that we let go
Been drifting so far away from home
November came back and now it's gone
You know where I belong, my darling
It's going down

If often in the still of night
Thoughts turn out twisted
Well unwind

Uncurl and lay the worries of the world
By any fire you find
Dreamers only believers in their sleep
Under achievers take a leap
Tell her the secrets that you keep

So close and yet too far out
Maybe someday you'll hear
Sweet something's whispered softly
Into your ear

To those with afflictions
Prone to addictions
To users and to losers
Doubters and their daughters and sons
Your Angel will come

Maybe she's come and gone
Already lost the one
What have you done
You lost the only one

If you came from something
And you're headed nowhere
Out on the run
Allow this thought to crystallise

It is better in the long run
To never get there
And let the journey decide

In all this doom and this gloom
And pessimistical visions
Came all condemned men
All fatalists in metaphysical fear
How could love be here

To those with afflictions
Prone to addictions
To users and losers
Doubters and their daughters and sons
Your Angel will come

And to those with intentions
In all three dimensions
To jokers and to the joke
Doubters and their daughters and sons
(maybe you've found the one)

Maybe she's come and gone