By the dried up stream
  we slit our throats and dreamed
  but when the building's burned
  was there some concerned
  mother laid in bed
  what was it she said?
  
  gather all your worldly jewels
  and scatter them like fools
  don't you make a fuss
  days so perilous
  when day is done we'll ride
  who cares what we find
  
  another misspent night
  we thought we got it right
  the driver lost a wheel
  the ice turned into steel
  they shivered like refugees
  way down on our knees
  
  by the dried up stream
  we slit our throats and dreamed
  but when the building's burned
  was there some concerned
  mother laid in bed
  what was it she said?