Come out to the edge where it is quietnWhere the ink will drain right out of younFar below the sea and its convictionsnGet broken by the beach out of your viewnnAnd once there was a time to join the armynAnd once there was a time to hear the newsnAnd once there was a time for easy silencenBut now the jury waits for younnYou're caught between the mirror and the countrynAnd caught up in a prayer of liar's wordsnThe hounds are on your scent, you must move swiftlynThere's spies just tellin' lies of what they heardnnAnd once there was a time to join the armynAnd once there was a time to hear the newsnAnd once there was a time for easy silencenBut now the jury waits for younnSo make yourself a mask of chrome and heartachesnAnd give yourself a hand to turn awaynOnce you heard a choir when you were dreamin'nAnd you wish you could remember it todaynnAnd there may be a time to join the armynAnd there may be a time to hear the newsnAnd there may be a time for easy silencenBut now the jury waits for you