Žodžiai dainai: Tribe After Tribe. Murder On The Lee Shore.

And on the lee shore
they were digging for more
they were using the water
to break up the stones
when the girl came down
it was before the sound
of the weapon that fired
at the man on the ground

and they buried the man
with his hammer in hand
and they covered his grave with a stone
now on the lee shore
where the waves still roar
stands a girl by the stone alone

nobody knows what she's thinking
nobody knows what she feels
so she fades like a flower
fades like a flower in time