10,000 Maniacs - Poor De Chirico Lyrics

Oh my dear friend, my dear friend Giorgio
How has this time Breton
Discouraged your liaison with the
Eye styled metaphysical incong, incongruous scenarios

Dauntly jaunt about
Through nostalgic despair
Within childlike renderings
Of a nightmarish recall

And all my images, fragments, I've shored upon my ruins
Pictor classicus sum, I am pure

Oh my dear friend, my dear friend Giorgio
How has this time Breton
Discouraged your liaison with the
Eye styled metaphysical incong, incongruous scenarios

Step solemn with the
Air of reluctant manes
As rod and hoop shadow children
Scatter through a Henna Arcade

Figures indentured to a windless landscape
Enduring silence and flame

Da da da

Some are paying no loyalty to the nonsensical
Scorned their nihilist pageantry

Dauntly jaunt about
Through nostalgic despair
Within childlike renderings
Of a nightmarish recall

And all my images, fragments
I've shored upon my [Incomprehensible] ruins
Pictor classicus sum, I am pure