SILVERBIRD IS CRAWLING UP THE WAVES
A LEAD-BLUE TONE OF WATER GHOSTS
IT'S GETTING BRIGHTER
IT'S GETTING BRIGHTER

MORNING COMES ACROSS THE RHINE
I COULD SCREAM FOR HELP
BUT I CAN'T DECIDE WHICH TONGUE TO SPEAK TONIGHT
IT'S GETTING LIGHTER

STARING AT THE SUN
NOBODY BEATS THE DRUMS

FEBRUARY FLARE
TAKE ME OUT OF HERE
TAKE ME TO A PLACE
OF WARM AND TENDER GRACE

FEBRUARY FLARE
TAKE ME OUT OF HERE
FEBRUARY FLARE
TAKE ME OUT OF HERE...