The old plantation has been abandoned
The love is gone, yeah, the love is gone
New hieroglyphics braid the columns
Kids on the M train baptize the lawns
Your floating jukebox stuck on "I'll Get You"
So lost at sea, yeah, so lost at sea
You watch the rations, you man the spygla**
So far from Memphis, rivers from me
But did you ever really try to peel away the sky?
Neither did I
The master bedroom, its shutters hanging
It's no museum, it's no museum
The fields are barren but for a bonfire
A pile of empties in the mausoleum
God bless the shelter, so bruised and battered
God bless the sky, God bless the days
The old plantation is like a sore now
A home for maggots, but don't turn away
Don't turn away until you try to peel away the sky