Lyrics

Doubters and cowards Heroes all deaf to the clarion call For whom does it toll For who does it toll But all the dreams subside They're wrapped in America's suicide Play in the road side sand Bleached in significant sun To where would you run To where will you run When all the dreams subside They're wrapped in America's suicide Swan song and bluebird Still arousin' the crowd Sweat in your common shroud In old familiar crowds With old familiar sounds But all the dreams subside They're wrapped in America's suicide When the hanging is over If the hangin' is over Turn to Acapulco Gold