Holding up the bank in Belgrade   She lost her mind   Between the battle lines   And the telephone rings   A bell rung out   As they talk about   Sixteen kids gone in a school yard   The papers read, she shakes her head   And I said      In the darkest night   Come the darkest days   In the worst of ways      Close that town for good, the plagues here   The skin from beneath   All the way to the mouths they feed   Then they're filtered clear   The boys will try   And the judge decides   Get out while you can, she tells me   You're wasting time   That's fine      In the darkest night   Come the darkest days   In the worst of ways      All right, now      >From the silent cry   To the naked eye   She waves good-bye      Holding up the bank in Belgrade   I played a tune   When, how, did it happen soon, she said   Now we find a way to make it down   The place smokes, and the palace burns   And the world keeps turning around   And around, yeah   Around, and it's bringing me down      In the darkest night   Come the darkest days   And the last bell rings out