Paroles de Arcadia

Ten more miles of hills cut with gasoline They say from space this all looks like snow The ground still burns and melts rubber souls The cries you hear could be your own Temptations to kill weigh more than stone Let's take our pictures before these memories are gone They're all in Arcadia Your eyes are as grey as steel most of the time And brighten right up in LCD lights We're only close through waves of satellite There's more to say when you're not flesh and blood Temptations to kill weigh more than stone Let's take our pictures before these memories are gone And as you sit here wondering how this flesh could belie the mind Sharp as knives Free As Thieves We are all young in Arcadia Modern Man In demand He never slings his arrows straight Take it down Make it up The future simply can't wait! Modern Man won't stand Modern Man won't stand