Orpheo

There are places we must go to

To bring these hollow words on back from

You must cross the muddy river

Where love turns to, love turns to fear

They say you don't look

There's only one way

On back from, on back from here

They say you don't look

'Cause it'll disappear

And our eyes they keep on straining

As if to see what lies behind 'em

Through the shells of empty buildings

And great columns of glass

They say you don't look

They say you don't look

'Cause it'll drive you mad

And if it drives you mad

Drives you mad

It'll probably pass

And if it drives you mad

And if it drives you mad

It'll probably pass

And if it drives you mad

If it drives you mad

It'll probably pass