In some forgettable rhyme   We crawled across the border line   We kissed the enemy till   I thought we traveled out of time      You couldn't have heard me speak   There was, so it did seem, I say   A fog so heavy that I could not tell   If it was night or day      Hand over all water   You know that means business   Scum      Under the stone   We find the scum   Under the stars   We find the scum      I thought a beautiful thing   A fire was lit within my mind   On ruby hummingbird wings   Went shivering up and down my spine      The water that quit our thirst   Was not from earthly vineyards mined   And then we drunkenly sailed   The gutter of our invisible shrines