As their wings go dark - up against the sunand their shadows pass
- over everyoneand time unfolds - to a beating drumI throw my
clothes on a burning chairI paint my eyes with the cold night
airthe dreamer shouts - to an empty roomand the sun will
shineand the rain will pourwe radiate for evermoreand the world
will turnfalling rainin the endthere's a silenceand the TV
set doesn't show the fallthe light is fast the world is
smalland in the end there's a silenceand the sun will
shineand the rain will pourwe radiate for evermoreand the world
will turn