Black sail billowing out
Running rings around the world
Black wing thrown over your
Blinding army of searchlights
Overflow the borders
Too late, damage undone
Empire hands back your gold waste
Flies know not to touch it
Black sail billowing out
Running rings around the world
Overflow the sepia cell you're in
Why all the furore over one mistake
Think about the mis-steps
Think about the other places you've seen
