more about "peter gabriel; here comes the flood", posted with vodpodWhen the night showsthe signals grow on radiosAll the strange thingsthey come and go, as early warningsStranded starfish have no place to hidestill waiting for the swollen Easter tideThere's no point in direction we cannoteven choose a side.I took the old trackthe hollow shoulder, across the watersOn the tall cliffsthey were getting older, sons and daughtersThe jaded underworld was riding highWaves of steel hurled metal at the skyand as the nail sunk in the cloud, the rainwas warm and soaked the crowd.Lord, here comes the floodWe'll say goodbye to flesh and bloodIf again the seas are silentin any still aliveIt'll be those who gave their island to surviveDrink up, dreamers, you're running dry.When the flood callsYou have no home, you have no wallsIn the thunder crashYou're a thousand minds, within a flashDon't be afraid to cry at what you seeThe actors gone, there's only you and meAnd if we break before the dawn, they'lluse up what we used to be.Lord, here comes the floodWe'll say goodbye to flesh and bloodIf again the seas are silentin any still aliveIt'll be those who gave their island to surviveDrink up, dreamers, you're running dry.