Orphan from Madrid (Guernica)

Lyrics

[Verse 1] I am an orphan from Madrid I pass my nights in search of homes And though the people try to keep me hid And preach against me, I am never alone I am the black sheep huddled in a sad café Arguing with Aphrodite to forsake her name Late at night we listen to the radio For a song that I used to sing so long ago And I tell to her all of my foreign dreams And who will find for me a home? [Verse 2] When I was young I moved to Rome With a dog who tagged along, I knew his dreams To the ancient city built on bones And all those temples built to gods obscene I am the black-shirted knight who plays the game Though the left-winged newspapers slander my name They'll learn the pen is not always stronger than the sword And that thoughts are not always put down with words I search the streets for the order that chaos brings And who will find for me a home? [Verse 3] And so I moved north to Cologne And Bonn and Munich where I could spend the spring In many places my light has shown That golden box to which I now hold the strings In the blackened night those stars will appear Those dim-lit cellars cry out, calling with their beer I spend my afternoons walking at the zoo All those birds of carnage caged and crying turn me loose A crowd of people can never think alone And who will find for me a home? [Outro] I am an orphan from Madrid And who will find for me a home?