[Verse 1]

My limbs have failed me again

They see no sense in trying

Pay is low, commendations are slim

Mercenaries, every fleshy fingertip

And balmy breath

Sing their songs of lost love and regret

That we never took part

That we never rode lead

In a calvary charge

[Chorus]

Each consonant and vowel

It's all fiction friends

Myths and tangled webs

We spin

[Verse 2]

The radio is fried

And I sit here in this sewer hiding

With orphaned gypsy boys

A pilot with no aeroplane

And the accountant who lost his numbers

And his hands

We're watching our words

Hang in the air like acrobats

[Chorus]

Each consonant and vowel

It's all fiction friends

Myths and tangled webs

We spin

[Verse 3]

Because partisans and mutineers are all the same

The Reds and A.K. standing on the Wisła's banks

I left my name for you to keep, to keep

Because I know you'll keep it true