I wrote her name In purple pen To mark where she ends and where I begin 'Cause my blue has long since surrendered to her red And I can't overthrow what our years defend No I can't overthrow what our years defend And I admit I'm afraid Of a love grown old Can't watch my wild country being sectioned and sold Or your perfect garden covered in weeds and thorns Will your beauty survive under the overgrowth Can your beauty survive under the overgrowth I don't know... The house was cold As Tiananmen Square Like a black hole opened and stripped the place bare The words that escaped could not be unheard And the jailbreak cost more than the freedom's worth And the jailbreak cost more than the freedom's worth When the arguments are made And the case has been tried Will our bodies draw a new treaty to sign? In my arms she rests, proud as queen Oh for the rags of love that I dress her in The rags of love that I dress her in