What do you do when you visit those foreign lands Those forests of green and the oceans of sea and sand There's nothing there just dust of a twisted plough So there's nothing to eat or drink So life can be full of hunger and thirst So do you do as all the locals do They say when in rome do as the romans do Those thoughts bring concern of a greater truth When life becomes like a stalking impulse A compulsion like fear but doubts not really clear Do you eat to gain a further knowledge Does it take away a family curse Or do you eat when you understand hunger and thirst