You Threw It at Me Like Stones

I crossed into Europe

With the same urgent dreams of home

I soaked my skin in the wine of sin

Under the fountains of Rome

Saw through all the feigned bravery

And your love was but a sadness

Coming over me

And with a fearless heart

I fell apart

Who will join me in this solitude now?

Is my penance over?

From the red dungeons of Naples

To the white cliffs of Dover

I will lay and I'll betray

For I pine for what is mine

I was made for decay

I turn wine into brine

I'm the sacrifice of spring

As seen though the dead mayfly's wing

I'm the ideal soon sparkles

A beauty turned to harshness

And I'll reap

But now all my anger

Lies scattered within me

How to father the new race?

You threw it at me like stones

All this praise

And just like me you were taking

As much pleasure

In making this promise

As in breaking it

Just a little later

Who will join me in this solitude now?

Is my penance over?

From the red dungeons of Naples

To the white cliffs of Dover

I will slay and I'll betray

For I pine for what is mine

I was made for decay

I turn wine into brine

I'm the sacrifice of spring

As seen through the dead mayfly's wing

I'm the ideal soon sparkles

A beauty turned to harshness