IQ - Zero Hour 



Yesterday is up for auction 

Souvenirs are in demand 

In the rooms where rocking horses 

Carried us on moonlit strands 

Thunder crash and flash of lightning 

Storms of metal raining down 

Little hands that cradle ashes 

Little eyelids heavy, head run aground 



Will the cross and all its stations 

Lead you where you want to go? 

You say you want a revelation 

Well, tell me something I don't know 



Zero hour times are changing 

Count the seconds one by one 

Found a girl whose laughter turned me round 

To face a brighter sun 



Was it just hallucination 

sent the artist off the rails? 

Searching for communication 

in the knife when all else failed 



Zero hour tide is turning 

Calmer waters from now on 

Found a girl whose laughter turned me round 

To face a brighter sun