Dead Can Dance American Dreaming
I need my conscience to keep watch over me To protect me from myself So I can wear honesty like a crown on my head When I walk into the promised land We've been too long American dreaming I think we've all lost the way Fear long somnambulistic maniacal in the dark I'm in love with an American girl Well she's my best friend I love her surreptitious smile That hides the pain within her And we'll go dancing in rings of laughter The Nibelung* by the shores Fear long in the bounds of raptures And even long for the loss Yea-- on a lea the rising wind blows Fey-- on a lea the rising wind blows How long how long? Fear long in the grounds of allegiances we left behind Turnban** by the foot of the doorway Never lost and found We've been too long American dreaming I think we've all lost the heart Fear long somnambulistic maniacal in the dark Yea-- on a lea the rising wind blows Fey-- on a lea the rising wind blows How long how long? (*Nibelung are "the children of the mist," a race of demonic or dwarflike beings, the original possessors of the famous ring won by Siegfrid in "The Ring of the Nibelung.") (**Turnban is another word for turban or head-dress.)
