When the 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 a 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 of steel hurled metal at the sky and as the nail 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 in any still alive
It'll be those who gave their island to survive
Drink up, dreamers, you're running dry.
When the flood calls
You have no home, you have no walls in the thunder crash
You're a thousand minds, within a flash
Don't be afraid to cry at what you see the actors 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 in any still alive
It'll be those who gave their island to survive
Drink up, dreamers, you're running dry.
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