Our Cool Decay

In a suite of armour we rust Like the cool decay of both of us In the flesh of another love In the veins of a lost cause Through the walls of an ancient town I heard the sigh of a broken man Like the flesh of another love Or the veins of a lost cause Through hunger, death and high waters Through carnivals of thunder Through glory and all that they warned me Through the days when the cannon fire rained And the lost friends And the money we spent The songs that we sang and words that we meant I watched our cool decay