If this was your first nightnon earth would you fightnor scream your head off.nWould you find a placentouching your facento phase for good.nnWhat can we do you and menwe are here on those dead two eyes.nnIf this was your last chancenturn down your earnGod knows we feel your pain.nCome, come all ye faithfulnyou're hollow, you're hateful,nyou can't believe your eyes.nnWhat can we do you and menwe are here on the most dead two eyes.nnWe're homeward bound,nthe world's too small for travelling now.nI keep on losing my voice,nbut it finds you somehow.nnWhat can we do?