Is she here, is this the address, or
the end of the world?
Have I been here before?
Tell me how it is!
     Where could she be?

Where can I take shelter from the cutting wind
and what has come over that brass band out there
in the open field? Did she embrace me here
when she let me go, when she said
     Forget Me Not!

I just stand there staring at the door
of that trailer, I smell the wild animals
but nothing happens, is anyone there?
Tell me what we're waiting for
     Who should I contact?

I know I took off my clothes and knelt
among fools on the stalled train, a gypsy
waved a tattered flag and the red light
of his ring was an alarm, on, off, on, off
     It's not a dream, this is real!

I know the people, the game is played hard
and when the time comes, I'm ready
then I'll come right away, and if it's elsewhere
we'll just set fire to it here
     What are we waiting for?