Here Comes The Flood Remastered

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. 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 nails sunk in the cloud, The rain was warm and soaked The crowd. Lord, here comes the Flood. We will 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 that 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 will 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.