Lyrics:

Dreams are crushed
In the pale moonlight
Stars move away
Out of sight
You piece of crap
Blown up like a king
With words that don't mean
A god damn thing
Frankly speaking
We had I t all
My heart is seeking
It's not what we did - It's the way
The way we were
The way we were
Years go by
I know you're sitting there
Somewhere with memories
Beyond compare
Memories my a**
Of you coming home
All loved up, but you swear No!
By the Church of Rome