Man
We got up early,
washed our faces,
walked the fields
and put up crosses.
Passed through
the damned mountains,
went hellwards,
some of us returned,
some of us did not.

Polly Jean
We got up early,
washed our faces,
walks the fields,
{and} put up crosses.
Passed through
the damned mountains,
 
Jean-Marc and Polly Jean
went hellwards,
and some of us returned,
and some of us did not.

Polly Jean
In the fields and
in the forests,
under the moon and
under the sun
another summer has
passed before us,
 
Jean-Marc and Polly Jean
and not one man has,
and not one woman has
revealed the secrets
of this world.

Polly Jean and Choir (Sammy, Greta, Lucy)
So our young men
hid with guns,
in the dirt
and in the dark places.

Our young men
hid with guns,
in the dirt,
{and} in the dark places.

Our young men
hid with guns,
in the forest
and in the dark places.

Jean-Marc
And not one man has,
and not one woman has
 
Polly Jean and Jean-Marc
revealed the secrets
of this world.