The Turning

Eyes over the city

Rise up from your soul

Hang over the streets at night

Brought on by the cold

We live with the numbers

Mining our dreams for the same old song

What hope for the turning

If everything you know is wrong

So come on, shake your rag doll, baby

Before you change your mind

Then come on, when the rapture takes me

Be the fallen angel by my side

You carry the lantern

I'll carry you home

You search for the disappeared

I'll bury the cold

Yours is a messiah

Mine is a dream, and it won't be long

No hope for the journey

If no one ever sees the dawn

So come on, shake your rag doll, baby

Before you change your mind

Then come on, when the rapture takes me

Will you be by my side?

And come on, shake your rag doll, baby

Before you change your mind

Then come on, when the rapture takes me

Be the fallen angel by my side

So come on, shake your rag doll, baby

Before you change your mind

Then come on, when the rapture takes me

Will you be by my side?

Then come on, shake your rag doll, baby

Before you change your mind

Then come on, when the rapture takes me

Be the fallen angel by my side

Shake your rag doll, baby

Shake it 'round

Shake your rag doll, baby

Shake it 'round

Shake your rag doll, baby

Shake your rag doll, baby

Shake your rag doll, baby

Shake your rag doll, baby