Tribe After Tribe - Tabla rosa

You're a clever little man full of fantasy once a wild one had to be tied up he said you're as fierce as a lion as distant as a star weeping and laughing craddled by the scattered ciggarettes tied up he said if anyone asks you you already have your wings if anyone should ask you you're living in a fantasy you never understood what you could be you're living in a wasteland you never understood what you could see don't break my world don't break it don't shake the world don't break it i'm not a candle it's just the scattered ciggarettes i'm not a candle i climb up on the roof i climb up on to the roof i climb up on to the roof and dance with you you're living in a fantasy you never understood what you could see you're living in a fantasy you never understood what you could be don't break the world don't break it don't break the world don't break it don't break the world here is the land of the white hot sand the devils bloom in the baboons hand here is the land of hunger slashed deep in the valley where the mamba lashed here in the land of the white hot sand the devils bloom in the baboons hand here is the land where the lightning flashed deep in the valley where the mamba lashed