Almost There

As their wings go dark - up against the sun

and their shadows pass - over everyone

and time unfolds - to a beating drum

I throw my clothes on a burning chair

I paint my eyes with the cold night air

the dreamer shouts - to an empty room

and the sun will shine

and the rain will pour

we radiate for evermore

and the world will turn

falling rain

in the end

there's a silence

and the TV set doesn't show the fall

the light is fast the world is small

and in the end there's a silence

and the sun will shine

and the rain will pour

we radiate for evermore

and the world will turn