We come from far
To leave everything behind
We travelled a long, long way
To leave this old burden behind
We'd better burn these books on a holy fire
Let these flames k** our own bare hands
Differently worded though
Quite differently worded though
We come from far
And in this state of mind
I am no more than a pa**enger
Who wishes not to look behind
In this silence all I hear are chilly overtones
All these books I have burned on this holy fire
These new-born desires are k**ing the past, boy
Differently worded though
Quite differently worded though
Hush now take it easy
You sure had enough for one day
We ought to be