I Went Up To The Mountain, Apocalypse Dreams In My Head

There Was Fire Upon The Horizon But It Was Just The Sunrise Turning Red

Maybe It's Time, Maybe It's Time . . .



Each Night I Walk To The Edge Of The City Out To Where The Darkness Begins

Made A Promise Out Here A Long Time Ago And I've Been Waiting Ever Since

Maybe It's Time, Maybe It's Time . . .



My World Has Become An Empty Place

Of Great, Wide Landscapes And Weird Painted Skies

Strange Patterns And Islands Of Light

And People Move As Shadows Never Touching At All

I've Never Been Afraid To Die, Maybe Scared To Live



I've Been Across Every Ocean Just Chasing After Storms

My Crew Long Dead Or Deserted Now And The Seas Nothing But Calm

Maybe It's Time, Maybe It's Time - To Turn The Ship Around