A Flower in the Desert

The Cult · Dreamtime [1984]

Wait a minute my friend

Don't pass me up for dead

As Babylon crumbles to sand

A sweet flower blossoms in my hand

Another day is ending for you

Another day



While I'm alive, you see my rivers flowing

Don't want to be like you

There are no wild beasts in here I know

There are no wild beasts in here we know



And a voice of the people cries

As it drones on in monotone

Here is the news, it's all so sad, sad

Ooh and those black and whites

But thy knew it

Took a few of those parties in acquainted ways

Come on

Come on

Come on away



Wait a minute my friend

Don't pass me up for dead

As Babylon crumbles to sand

A sweet flower blossoms in my hand

Another day is ending for you

Another day

Another day



I'm alive

You see my body burning

Burning up in here

There are no others in here i know

There are no others in here oh no

Burning up in here

You know

You know



Step a little closer

I wonder if you can

Remember me in this way