Locked up in the distance
  in the falter above us
  as the contrails pass you spoke your mind
  old photos distort you
  and you're frowning a smile
  as the misery makes us blind
  stand down, fall apart and the trouble starts
  yeah the trouble starts over again
  in the scenes of this casting
  where a tragedy follows
  as the contrails pass this vacant sky
    Disappear, Orlean
  away from tarnished golden arsenals
  you're laying down again
  disappear, Orlean
  because your swansong fell on fallen heads
  you're laying down again
  time goes nowhere