Before the Flood

Inside your head
Outside the mess
Inside your head
Outside the mess
There's only time
To give it up
There's only time
I'll owe it all to you
I'll owe it all to you
I'll owe it all to you
This time
Moving on
Before the cross
Moving on
I'll owe it all to you
I'll owe it all to you
I'll 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 slip in my hand
And this motion is going round and round
Time stands in a shroud of grey
And this radiating race starts falling
Into the curved face of the cloud
She breaks away
She breaks down
She breaks down