Now it's come to this

It's like we're back in the Dark Ages

From the Middle East to the Middle West

It's a world of superstition



Now it's come to this

Wide-eyed armies of the faithful

From the Middle East to the Middle West

Pray, and pass the ammunition



So many people think that way

You gotta watch what you say

To them and them, and others too

Who don't seem to see to things the way you do



We can only grow the way the wind blows

on a bare and weathered shore

We can only bow to the here and now

In our elemental war



We can only go the way the wind blows

We can only bow to the here and now

Or be broken down blow by blow



Now it's come to this

Hollow speeches of mass deception

From the Middle East to the Middle West

Like crusaders in a holy alliance



Now it's come to this

Like we're back in the dark ages

From the Middle East to the Middle West

It's a plague that resists our science



It seems to leave them partly blind

And they leave no child behind

While evil spirits haunt their sleep

While shepherds bless and count their sheep



Like the solitary pine

On a bare wind blasted shore

We can only grow the way the wind blows