Before the Flood

Inside your head

Outside the mess

Inside your head

Outside the mess

There's only time

To give it all

There's only time

I owe it all to you

I owe it all to you

I owe it all to you

This time

Moving on

Before the cross

Moving on

I owe it all to you

I owe it all to you

I owe it all to you

This time

We've all got pain, she stands on the first floor above the roses

I have  a glass tape on my hand and

This motion is going round and round

Times stands on the shroud of pain

And this radiating race starts falling

Into the third face of the flood she breaks away

And she breaks down, she breaks down