night shows,
the signals grow on radios
All the strange things,
they come and go,
as early warnings
Stranded starfish have no place to hide,
still waiting for the swollen
Easter tide
There's no point in direction,
we cannot even choose the side.
I took the old track,
the hollow shoulder,
across the waters.
On the tall cliffs they were,
getting older, sons and daughters,
The jaded underworld
was riding high,
waves so still heard metal at the sky.
And as the night sunk in the cloud,
the rain was warm and
soaked the crowd.
Lord, here comes the flood,
We'll say goodbye to flesh and blood
If again the seas are silent
and An ne is still alive
It will be those who gather
island to survive
Drink up , dreamers,
you're running dry
When the flood comes,
you have no home, you have no walls
In the thundercrash you're a
thousand miles within a flash
Don't be afraid to cry
at what you see
The actor's gone,
there's only you and me
And if we break before the dawn
They'll use up what we used to be
Lord, here comes the flood
We'll say goodbye to flesh and blood
If again the seas are silent
and Anne is still alive
It will be those who gather
island to survive
Drink up , dreamers,
you're running dry
Lord, here comes the flood
We'll save our lives to flesh and blood
If again the seas are silent
in any still alive
It will be those who gather
island to survive
Twinkle dreamers you're running dry you