The Middle East At Home In Our Convictions

Sometimes we all feel at home

In our convictions we know so well

Take them away

Take them away

And all the time we just felt alone

Clinging to the truth that we didn’t know

Take us away take us away

So lets put time on hold now

And wait for someone to show us how to

Take them away

Take them away

The time is right now

To have it all figured out and

Take it away

Take it away

And I wanted you to know

How this all turned out

I wanted you know

This all this all

Went to hell

You and I

Were not the same

We have changed

Were not the same we have changed

Were not the same

The Middle East Beleriand

When the truth comes out

The light Telperion dies

Ungoliant

Barad-dûr

Angband alive

There

We find our fate

We find our darkness

That name

Melkor in us

When the truth comes out

The line Elendil flies

Across the Sea

From Númenor

Angband arrives

There

We find our fate

We find our darkness

That name

Melkor in us

In us

In us

In us

In us

In us

In us

In us

In us

In us

In us

In us

In us

The Middle East Dirty Looks

I read the words of a thousand books

And gave away my dirty looks

And I cleaned out all my cupboards

One by one

I quit the job that I hated most

My pockets full of hundred dollar notes

But there’s not enough to buy back

What I lost

Now I wash my hair and I clip my toes

I leave the room just to blow my nose

And I shower twice a day with soap

But I don’t feel clean like I thought I would

My sins don’t wash away so good

They stick to me like glue

Like glue

So I pack my bags and change my name

To something that nobody can say

And I’ll squander all my hard earned cash

I speak too slow when I’m most in need

Your skins too soft and your hearts too clean

To be caught up in this awful mess

With someone like me

The Middle East Land Of The Bloody Unknown

There were letters unopened at the foot of my bed

When I woke up with you in the morn

There were lions roaring on ships in the harbour

The night my true love was born

There’s a minstrel singing of the holy dove

On the mountain of old St Jerome

There is glass on the floor of the hallway I walk

When the stars bear down from their throne

And the old southern cross is shown

And it points down the sad road home

To the land of the bloody unknown

I heard that your mother took off in the fall

With her pretty curls and her wooden spoon

I heard you whispering to yourself last night

She’ll be coming home some day soon

Well the wine you drink is stained deep in your shirt

And just like the sin in my soul

It is never ever ever ever coming out

While the stars bear down from their throne

And the old southern cross is shown

And it points down the sad road home

To the land of the hunter dancing under the trigger

And the bride washing up on the shore

I could never really dance that well

I can’t raise the flags or ring them bells

But I can shoot my gun down the line towards my home

To the land of the bloody unknown

There’s a black dog watching over me in my sleep

And I stir just to toss him the bone

There’s a red moon rising on the hills tonight

Where the stars bear down from their throne

And the old southern cross is shown

And it points down the sad road home