Varieties Of Exile

Every word
Sounds like a siren
Rings through the town
Breaking the silence
It's a good life
Wait and it's over
Every word
Ever, oh
We never had in mind
Pray for next time

If there was doubt
It's getting colder
In a new light
I'd turn it over
I can't decide
If there's another
Hands on your fate
Never, oh

We never had in mind
Pray for next time
We never had in mind
Save for next time