text: Morning bright, rise
  Go over your lines
  Iron your carefully crafted disguise
  Wed all like to sing
  Its easy to sigh
  To sprinkle a handful of plausible lies
  Our buildings will rise
  Poke out our own eyes
  Publicly smile and privately frown
  A weeping reprise
  Please hear my cries
  Id like to pull just this one building down
  So turn off the sky
  Head in my hands
  Light keep me warm, white windowsill
  Blinded by heart
  Cut my hair short
  Eyeless in Gaza with the slaves at the mill