Scary Country - the song

I awoke in a scary country with strange markings on my face.
I was playing ukulele singing songs of joy and grace.
To my one side the goons of order, to my other the hordes of mutiny
Joining ranks as two crossed lovers in a tango whose climax is a plea,

“Return to me, Amore, from where my heart has been.
If I can’t have you my way, let the end of the world begin.”

I saw zombies wandering the walmarts, adrift in ebays lost in commercial gloom
Ever hungry for the taste of life so long ago forsaken,
Insensibly moaning at all that they consume,

“Return to me, Amore, from where my heart has been.
If I can’t have you my way, let the end of the world begin.”

And in the twinkling of an eye a threshold is crossed
As both guard and guarded see through the illusion of their cage
And the wall of fears falls crashing before the newborn solar zeitgeist
Pouring out his golden justice for an age – singing

“Return to me, Amore, from where my heart has been.
If I can’t have you my way, let the end of the world begin.”