Jungle Haze - Peter Murphy

You smile at me with your lost eyes

In awe of what you think

Your heaven feel the way the wanderlust

Your gold just cold, cold steel

Where is love in that jungle haze

You’re building temples made of sand

You call on them to kiss your feet

When you should kiss their hand

He that heaven thick with dust

You’re wishing still so clean

Where is love in that jungle haze

You’re building temples made with sand

Leave your city, leave your dream

Let the silent sway

Where is love in that jungle haze

You’re building temples in the sand

Leave your city, leave your dream

Come hear the silent sway

Hear the silent sway