Peter Gabriel
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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 Eastern 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
Here 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
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.


Mirror lyrics:

Drink up, dreamers, you're running dry.
It'll be those who gave their island to survive
In any still alive
If again the seas are silent
We'll say goodbye to flesh and blood
Lord, here comes the flood

They'll use up what we used to be.
If we break before the dawn
The actors gone, there's only you and me
Don't be afraid to cry at what you see
You're a thousand minds, within a flash
In the thunder crash
You have no home, you have no walls
When the flood calls

Drink up, dreamers, you're running dry.
It'll be those who gave their island to survive
In any still alive
If again the seas are silent
Here we'll say goodbye to flesh and blood
Lord, here comes the flood

Was warm and soaked the crowd.
And as the nail sunk in the cloud, the rain
Waves of steel hurled metal at the sky
The jaded underworld was riding high
They were getting older, sons and daughters
On the tall cliffs
The hollow shoulder, across the waters
I took the old track

Even choose a side.
There's no point in direction we cannot
Still waiting for the swollen Eastern tide
Stranded starfish have no place to hide
They come and go, as early warnings
All the strange things
The signals grow on radios
When the night shows


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