Lyrics

Oh our land, it is sinking But the country, it is rising Either betting on us floating Or they’re counting on us dying They say, "Leave! Leave, you madman!” Try to talk, talk sense to me But maybe he will part the waters Like he did back with the Red Sea So goodbye, all you plank roads All you liveries, mills and derricks… Just a steeple, bell for company Houses long gone, carted off on wheels Here on the roof of a church So goes all of your good work You’re not too far off, my friend To say I’m off the deep end I am famous in the city As a fool on his last stand Some call to me as thеy row past Slowly, silent, I raise my glass Left my collar and my congrеgation Not a sailor, not a shepherd Just a lighthouse in rough weather Here on the roof of the church So goes all of your good work You’re not too far off, my friend To say I’m off the deep end The rooftops, they slip Out of sight, silent, gone Was I a good captain As the vessel went down? I ask at the gate as the trumpets all sound Was I a good captain As the vessel went down? This great ship of Zion Makes room for the next What we lost on the ground The sky will protect Soon unbroken surface will make us secret As a great noose of water Closes ‘round the neck And an old woman’s wave From the deck of a ship Says hello or come help, it is hard to tell And a man’s hypnotized by the flowers A prayer He finds his own way to talk to the dead And a boy mad with love Says the Earth is not round He would say anything to not be alone And the wine recalls when it was water And next… A flame tries to cling to the life it has left All of them shadows That reminded me of mine All of them shadows That reminded me of mine