[00:11.72]He was the poster child of miserable.
[00:14.22]He was in love with colored boy.
[00:16.66]No chance for hope in a land of servitude.
[00:19.12]
[00:21.76]And now the ghosts of Alexandria
[00:24.26]Hang in the halls like the boys on the oak,
[00:26.81]To remind us that we're only 13 knots away
[00:30.10]From repeating our mistakes.
[00:34.62]No one can see on the inside,
[00:37.01]No one can hear on the outside,
[00:39.51]No one will speak the name to blame.
[00:43.06]The dead sing: "It's not over."
[00:44.80]It's not over...
[01:04.09]
[01:04.99]She was poster child of ritual.
[01:07.54]She was in love with the U.S.A.
[01:09.96]She was from some place but she could not tell us where.
[01:15.26]And now the ghosts of Alexandria
[01:17.70]Labor the field like amber waves of grain,
[01:20.31]To remind us that we are only a minimum wage away
[01:24.37]A bowl of rice a day
[01:26.24]From repeating our mistakes.
[01:27.12]
[01:28.48]It's not over...
[01:43.54]No one can see on the inside.
[01:45.78]No one can hear on the outside.
[01:48.20]No one will speak the name to blame.
[01:51.74]The dead sing.
[01:53.06]And we watched the summer turn to the autumn of glory...
[01:58.17]And we watched the summer turn to the autumn of glory...