I met a Moko man from the other side The room began to capsize as he was telling me his tales And all my beliefs and best belongings were flying useless through the air And when they all were lost - then we were brothers
By the wheel the tellers stands shaking numbers from his hands His face is masked and his coats tails are waring He cries ‘round and round and round she goes Where she lands nobody knows, but hey thank you for asking'
The prayer flags are flying in the wind
In the last days of winter, just a few of us remained We built a fire of remembrance on the frozen land And as the sparks flew up into the night to dance around the stars Beneath our very feet the ground was shifting
The prayer flags are flying in the wind The prayer wheels spinning in the wind
And there she blows – our time is gone And in the womb a new head is beginng to turn Beyond these Carnival lights there is nothing at all Just the distant screams and the endless fall
A single drop of rain falls on my windscreen We're closer to the very edge than we realise The bridges all have been washed away or bombed out And the water runs fast and black and cold…
The prayer flags are flying in the wind The prayer wheels spinning in the windTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
