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Peter Gabriel
: : Here comes the flood : :

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 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
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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