| intro: |
| Dbsus4 | Dbm | E/B | A |
| Dbm | Abm/B | A | |
| When the night | shows and | signals grow on radios |
| D | Abm/B | A | |
| All the strange | things that | come and go as early warnings |
| B | B/Ab | A | |
| Stranded starfish | have no | place to hide |
| A | Gb/Bb | B | Ab/C | Dbm | |
| Still | waiting | for the | swollen | Easter | tide |
| Dbm7/B | Gb/Bb | Gbm/A | A | E | |
| Theres | no point in direction, we | cannot | even | choose a | side |
| I took the old track, the hollow shoulder, across the water, |
| On the tall cliffs, they were getting older, sons and daughters, |
| The jaded underworld was riding high, |
| And waves of steel hurled metal at the sky, |
| And as the nails sunk in the cloud, |
| The rain was warm and soaked the crowd. |
| chorus: |
| E | B/Eb | Dbm | |
| Lord, here | comes the | flood |
| B | Ab/C | Dbm | |
| We'll | say goodbye, | to flesh and | blood |
| Ab/C | Dbm | |
| If | again the seas are silent in | any still alive |
| Ab/C | Ab/Bb | Ab | Ab/Gb | A | |
| It'll be | those who | gave their | island | to survive |
| Am | Bm | C | D | E | |
| Drink | up, | dreamers, | you're | running dry |
| When the flood call, you have no home, you have no walls, |
| In the thundercrash, you're a thousand minds within a flash, |
| Don't be afraid to cry at what you see, |
| The actor's gone, there's only you and me, |
| And if we break before the dawn, they'll use up what we used to be. |
| chorus |