Rolling, turning, diving, going in again Run, live to fly, fly to live, do or die There goes the siren that warns of the air raid Then comes the sound of the guns sending flak Out for the scramble we've got to get airborne Got to get up for the coming

Is it ever gonna, ever gonna change again? I said I played this song So many times before That the melody keeps repeating Growing new ideas Flowing chords and notes Like a mountain river bleeding Well, I say as I look back And all the thoughts I've had

And daughters that don't belong to anyone And we are alone under this sun We are the long forgotten sons And we work to fix the work that you've undone Far from home on a road unknown Where the vultures circle on winds that blow From northern skies that

Just 'cause I can't put my finger on it It doesn't mean that - that it's not there But there is something odd! It's gonna be alright! There's something wrong with the words that we're not sayin' And the silence we're creatin' Like a ghost note symphony

How am I gonna get myself back home? Ay-ay, ay-ay, ay-ay This is just another night And we've had many of them To the morning we're cast out But I know I'll land here again The birds are mocking me We are the last people standing At the end of the night

Now it's a long way down Now we're heading up high Where no harm will get in our way Will we ever touch ground again? We won't go in, we won't go Why end it? Why end it? See, when you're holding on to all that you can't Be, know that all there is to gain

Do you ever really know? Can you ever really know? I can't read your mind though I'm trying all the time There's something I don't know, I can see it in your eyes When you're gone again But I am left in awe of the woman I adore Cupped hand is burning ice

Somebody's been drinking Somebody's been thinking about us Somebody's all alone, picking up the phone Somebody's gonna be knocking Saying 'hey can I stay, one more time, it's ok' So here we go again And they know they ought to just hang up Somebody's

I know there's a way Before the awful sound Started coming down It's an awful sound We can make 'em pay Think it over and say (I'm never going back again) We can leave today When you hit the ground You and I were born

Natty dread rides again We got something they could never take away Go there, dready, go there! Fire is burning Man, pull your own weight! Dready got a job to do And he's got to fulfill that mission To see his hurt is their greatest ambition, yeah! But