Your conscience rolls in torrents
Down each side of your face
Your chair is full of silence
Your hand is full of lace
You say that you should have been by him
When the bullets laid his head
Strange it's always the living
Who fear the idea
Of the dead

Goodbye... goodbye

I'll take my leave of all of you
As you sit and wonder why

And you who stood around us
And said that we were great
Until your instant riches
Made us second rate
Well you're the same old hangman
Who rationalizes hope
Whose left hand pats my children
And whose right hand holds a case
Full of rope

Goodbye... goodbye
I'll take my leave of all of you
As you sit and wonder why

He wears the sweeping landscape
In the crystal of his eye
And he jumps into the rain pools
As the people pass him by
He rubs the dusty ages
Across his tender brow
He laughs and cries and sniffs and sighs
It's four long summers
Now

Goodbye... goodbye

I made my peace with all of you
As you sat and wondered why

She walks the clover meadows
In the dandelion days
She throws her golden shadows
Across the silver haze
She wanders with the swallows
In the noonday passion plays
She sits beneath the willow
And she waits for me and twilight
To come our ways
Goodbye... goodbye

We made our peace with all the world
As you sat and wondered why
As you sat and wondered why....

Goodbye... goodbye