Lyrics:

One holy ghost for a home made girl, in a green T-shirt that read, I quote: What price damnation now? In the school of thought, in the halls of state, with a leap of faith, the loose translation must have lost her. It must have caused her to go back... to the civilization caught between here and the real one, just to say what you'd begun to say once. We have been enrolled in the wrong schools all through the pride of fall, the falling price of education. There have been no clues in the last few takes, in the steps retraced, the education must have cost her. It must have caused her to go back to the civilization caught between here and the real one, just to say what you'd begun to say once. The education must have cost her. The loose translation must have lost her. It must have lost her,