Looking out my window staring
At the things that I can`t see
If I listen closely,
I can hear a dying dream
I`m wrapped up in the warmth
Of an unforgiving mind
I`m on vacation in another time
And we can thank the TV
We can thank the men of old
For this legacy of hate
Somehow they have sold
I`m wrapped up in the warmth
Of an unforgiving game
I`m on vacation in the land of shame
When the pigs are flying
And it`s freezing cold in hell
Maybe we`ll forgive the children, baby
Only time can yea yea
If I listen closely
I can hear a dying dream
I`m on vacation in the land of shame
We`ll be alone together
In a world we call our own
We`ll be alone together
In a place that doesn`t feel like home
I can hear a dying...
We`ll be alone together
We`ll leave this land of shame