there are no shadows in a house of the sun
for driftwood or flotsam to feel shame and run
live in a tradesman van out on route one
there are no shadows in a house of the sun
bottle the solitude of the canopied air
sell it in sideshows and traveling fairs
saying "drink this and sleepwalk through times square"
bottle the solitude of the canopied air
That's true enough for the hopeless heat seekers
How are the skeptics the true believers?
let the wee little beasties charm all their pleasers
and leave the romantics alone
and leave the romantics alone
I watch the wanderer lower his defense,
offer his name in the past and present tense
she's coiled like a library cat on the fence
i watch the wanderer lower his defense
Lets have a round for the women of troy
Who sent us off men, and we came home boys
They set fire to the fleet, and smashed all the toys
Let's have a round for the women of troy