One sound, one single sound
 One kiss, one single kiss
 face outside the window pane
 However did [bad word] to this?

 man who ran, a child who cried
 girl who heard, a voice that lied
 The sun that burned a fiery red
 The vision of an empty bed

 The use of force, he was so tough
 She'll soon submit, she's had enough
 The march of fate, the broken will
 Someone is lying very still 

 He has laughed and he has cried
 He has fought and he has died 
 He's just the same as all the rest
 He's not the worst, he's not the best 

 And still this ceaseless murmuring
 The babbling that I brook
 The seas of faces, eyes upraised
 The empty screen, the vacant look 

 man in black on a snow white horse,
 pointless life [bad word] it's course,
 The red rimmed eyes, the tears [bad word]  As he fades into the setting sun