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