Close to the end of the century I Had a fever dream about all the death I might find In it I knew every poem by heart As of late I have long nights No matter the news of the day And I shouldn't say But it just don't feel right To feel right When nothin' but sorrow remain See all the missiles that's searchin' for land See all of the men and the women Who's doin' the same So far removed from the issues at hand In the western world, we see it in vain As of late I have long nights No matter the news of the day And I shouldn't say But it just don't feel right To feel right When nothin' but sorrow remain I live in an age that's repeatin' the past Almost word for word I wonder how long it can last The Garden of Eden has not yet been found As of late I have long nights No matter the news of the day And I shouldn't say But it just don't feel right To feel right When nothin' but sorrow remain Only sorrow remains