I met a Moko man from the other side

The room began to capsize as he was telling me his tales

And all my beliefs and best belongings

were flying useless through the air

And when they all were lost - then we were brothers



By the wheel the tellers stands shaking numbers from his hands

His face is masked and his coats tails are waring

He cries ‘round and round and round she goes

Where she lands nobody knows, but hey thank you for asking'



The prayer flags are flying in the wind



In the last days of winter, just a few of us remained

We built a fire of remembrance on the frozen land

And as the sparks flew up into the night to dance around the stars

Beneath our very feet the ground was shifting



The prayer flags are flying in the wind

The prayer wheels spinning in the wind



And there she blows – our time is gone

And in the womb a new head is beginng to turn

Beyond these Carnival lights there is nothing at all

Just the distant screams and the endless fall



A single drop of rain falls on my windscreen

We're closer to the very edge than we realise

The bridges all have been washed away or bombed out

And the water runs fast and black and cold…



The prayer flags are flying in the wind

The prayer wheels spinning in the wind