Weeds dry in the sand Fish die on the land And so ... Go the way of the ones They the rebels of low Slow dawn of the age Ever late crusade, commence Would it k** anyone if nobody could win? It's nobody's loss When nobody wins With no one to want There's no one to miss God even the score Give easier chores to them Their bellies scarred like the serpent condemned Still fighting a war Still all of it for Helen But love is a face nobody can win It's nobody's loss, when nobody wins (so nobody win one) With no one to want, there's no one to miss (let's all be no one) And you want me to say i'm sorry Cause you're wanting to understand And you want me to say i'm sorry And i am