Streets I knew were raining, changing Addresses were rearranging The cold boy from the suburbs, he left there He'd read the book of no return And me, I burnt your picture For the ashes of the lords For you had played your games too well As the martyr and the boss I suppose I chose a Good introduction From a formerly trusted friend A good introduction To life at rainbow's end Life at rainbow's end Life at rainbow's end Here I am a millionaire Sewn into these dreams I burnt all the maps that lead here
Streets I knew were raining, changing Addresses were rearranging The cold boy from the suburbs, he left there He'd read the book of no return And me, I burnt your picture For the ashes of the lords For you had played your games too well As the martyr and the boss I suppose I chose a Good introduction From a formerly trusted friend A good introduction To life at rainbow's end Life at rainbow's end Life at rainbow's end Here I am a millionaire Sewn into these dreams I burnt all the maps that lead here
