Scorched Earth
Jo Hackett, Steve Hackett
All our yesterdays, lighted fools
Led to the edge like blinkered mules
Trapped within a woven web
Moon's minions left for dead
Black spots, a falling sun
Dreamers on the run
Rising waves flood the sky
Sold to the man of a thousand lies
Fingers of flame across the land
It's evening
Scorched earth forest turning to sand
We're sleeping
Tomorrow's trees, tomorrow's seas
Can you breathe tomorrow's dream...
Fingers of flame across the land
It's evening
Scorched earth forest turning to sand
We're sleeping
Fingers of flame across the land
It's evening
Scorched earth forest turning to sand
We're sleeping
Scorched earth forest turning to sand
We're sleeping
Tomorrow's trees, tomorrow's seas
Can you breathe tomorrow's dream...
Tomorrow's dream...