Down among the dead The wide-eyed and the legless, only half a head Half a mouth to laugh from the porthole Through the mold and faded epitaphs Will you ever more tie up my hair with velvet bows? Will you ever more pull out the splinters from my toes? I don't think so Out in the hornet rain the swarming stingers Pumping poison through my veins Lacking on the star-crossed lover's map Take the beating lash, lash for lash Will we ever more kiss by the boardwalks fading rail In the light of the waves and the comets waning tail I don't think so No more looking back, looking back, looking back Faded epitaph No more looking back, looking back, looking back Faded epitaph No more looking back, looking back, looking back Faded epitaph No more looking back, looking back, looking back Faded epitaph