And the city stood
In a glowing splendor
'Til her ashes were laid in an urn
Beneath a fast food counter

I will return

The descendants were born
And they danced their dances
Then the sound of their stumbling was great
Tilting the world on it's axis

I will return

And the women gazed in their mirrors
Suitors brought them vials of perfume(Quiet lives of desperation)
Then golden-haired locusts with the faces of angels
Sealed each of them up in a metal cocoon

And the life ran out
Just when it all seemed better
Here is a display in a granite museum
A shame on view forever

I will return, I will return

And the birdcage was eventually opened
A great flock of nuns flew away (Meeting no one's expectations)
And the saints who had slept on a head of a pin
Came down from the sky at the end of all days

And the city stood
In a glowing splendor
'Til her ashes were laid in an urn
Beneath a fast food counter

I will return (I will be coming like a thief in the night)
I will return (I will be coming like a thief in the night)...