High tide, flood forever rising

Low tide calling out your name

You'll find slowly disappearing

Statues in the clouds standing out in the rain

High tide, charm forever hiding

Low tide spreading over land

You'll find ankhs of fallen lightning

Statues in the clouds standing out in the sand

Shockwaves, storm forever rising

High tide calling out your name

You'll find sequins made of silver

Statues of the mind standing out in the rain

Sandstorm glistening my eyes sore

Shining on the back door

Of a crystal hall

Sunshine seeping through the skyline

Tropical the wildlife

Masquerading ball

Unaware, unprepared

Question everything you know

Understand, he concerned

Watching everywhere you go

Listen out, up and down

Counsel everyone you know

Can you feel it coming down?

Can you feel it coming down?

Sandstorm glistening my eyes sore

Shining on the back door

Of a crystal hall

Sunshine seeping through the skyline

Tropical the wildlife

Masquerading ball