Far beyond   Here lies the vaudville where creatures are gathering   The assembly   Cackle and drool at a land slowly dying   The monologue begins   The man is abandoned   He cracks a lonely smile like an oyster that's been shucked and dead   The company, the red, posies they spring and they whipered      (Sweet tragedy)      There's a bird who's broken down   She hunts the soil so her young can feed   But the morning never stays for long   And a flock will starve for needs   This is the exit or she was sown in for the soil   And the crowd all cheered as the    As the men as beasts destroyed the crop and feild      (Sweet tragedy)      The ensembles tune   Of wretched abandon   We're desperate souls   They litter the pavement   They feast on the world   In arrogant fashion   They come from the waters to spoil in his sun      (How could you float to me now)