Another dreamless night The blindfold still falling Soon reveals the barricade Another face That only yesterday Was high on desire Careless on a sunlit sea Now far inland Behind electric gates The gardens are landscaped And the reckless child is gone Without a trace Dark windows Ah, who would be a hero Dark windows Ah, who would be a hero Slumped in the back of a black Cadillac It's just a memory An old man remembers All the anger of the chase His urgent faith But crises turned him grey Advisers were fired Once the human shield was paid His last escape Dark windows Ah, who would be a hero Dark windows Ah, who would be a hero Slumped in the back of a black Cadillac And on some foreign street The cameras zoomed closer While the helpless crowd looked on (Recorded during the thunderstorm