I'm Going Into This World,

I'm Walking On The Pain,

I'm Going Into This Old Black Dream;

All The Things And All The Thoughts,

Everything Is Pressing In My Head

And I'm Dreaming A New World

Without The War...



I'm Going Into This World,

I'm Walking On The Blood,

I'm Going Into This Old Black Dream;

All The Time And All The Space,

Everything Is Pressing In My Head

And I'm Dreaming A New World

Without The War...



WAR AND DEATH,

WAR AND DEATH,

AND OUR DREAMS ARE PAPER-SHEETS,

...AND OUR DREAMS ARE DREAMS.



The Big Man Now Is Here,

And You Are Very Good,

But Your Face Is A Fat Dust-pan;

Powerful Man, Oh Powerful Man,

Maybe I Am An Old Child,

Because I Need My Rainbow And My Sky!