Dance While The Devil Sleeps

After fire comes the rain

The rain washes away

The blackened soil in the distance

Process starts over again

Near the pyres the women weep

The tear sits in the flames.

And in the smoke there's a signal

For their sons and daughters too.

Take cover, unless you are

On the right side of the fire

But who is right? And where is wrong?

This climb is easier said than done.

A lonely mariner

Dreamt a little dream

Where in he was the subject

Of the boats and haunted sea

He buys the winds and tides

Neither good, bad or right or wrong

There's a storm ahead in the distance,

Tell the stow away he's to

Take cover, unless you are

On the right side of the fire

But who is right? And where is wrong?

This climb is easier said than done

Said than done,

Said than done,

Said than done.

Dance while the devil sleeps

After fire comes the rain

Look in the smoke for a signal