Now it's come to this It's like we're back in the Dark Ages From the Middle East to the Middle West It's a world of superstition Now it's come to this Wide-eyed armies of the faithful From the Middle East to the Middle West Pray, and pass the ammunition So many people think that way You gotta watch what you say To them and them, and others too Who don't seem to see to things the way you do We can only grow the way the wind blows on a bare and weathered shore We can only bow to the here and now In our elemental war We can only go the way the wind blows We can only bow to the here and now Or be broken down blow by blow Now it's come to this Hollow speeches of mass deception From the Middle East to the Middle West Like crusaders in a holy alliance Now it's come to this Like we're back in the dark ages From the Middle East to the Middle West It's a plague that resists our science It seems to leave them partly blind And they leave no child behind While evil spirits haunt their sleep While shepherds bless and count their sheep Like the solitary pine On a bare wind blasted shore We can only grow the way the wind blows