If stand fair and just, then fall to the dust
When dead on the ground, then rise with the sound
There's no escape, this life is difficult
I'm eating dirt and grinning wide
Red roses wilt, and violets pass away
But lonely turtles crawl inside
Stop time find a grip, rewind pause the song
No luck losing hand, still time grinding on
I can't help you John, if you won't let me in
I can't buy your love, my wallet drained bone dry
I can't win this war but it seems you're up in arms
The desert dirt has shined down upon the sun