The country I was born in
It has honeysuckle air
The scented breeze caresses girls
With haybell-yellow hair
The satisfied and misty-eyed
Make sport and marry there
I will meet you at the border in the morning
The land I left is full of love
And radiant in spring
The songs are sweet and solomn there
And everyone can sing
I could have bought you roses
Could have bought you anything
I'll meet you at the border in the morning
The country I was born in
It creates and it me compelled
But all reason is retrospective
Love, I just rebel
And heaven, we can build a
Better war for us in hell
I'll meet you at the border in the morning
I've loved you like a clinging fist
Above the chlorine sea
I've cut you with a whip
Barbed with a thousand cruelties
I'm sorry that I met you and I'm begging, darling, please
Come meet me at the border in the morning
And all this world's got nothing in it
No, no, no, no, no
And all this world's got nothing in it
No, no, no
Your eyes are bright like polished jewels
And they cry like raising skin
I will see your will erased
Transfigured into sin
I will rip you into pieces and rebuild you from within
I will meet you at the border in the morning
See poets and see singers there
We all tear up the straight
Of better days, of happy fields
And other shit we hate
Let's go into the darkness, love
And close our eyes and wait
We are heading for the border in the morning
We are heading for the border in the morning