Ooh, into my view
Can't you feel the pain?
We can sit together
We can talk again
The people (?)
Will frown behind their doors
Their eyelids closed
On man-made souls
Ivory towers
And casket loans
White-upon-white
Marble floors
Make green birds
And little green legs
Little (?) with red on their heads
How lush, was the forest
In the (?)
Can't you see the pain?