Water drenched people

take me in from the rain

to a warm kind of heaven

where it's shining again



I've seen some faces

some old and some grey

but just like water

I let them slip away



And if I tumble

and if I tumble



When morning comes

I harvest my thoughts

they spread like plague

I hear them call



The bread in our mouths

the dirt on our hands

when she calls



And if I tumble

and if I tumble



I found a silent dream

and heald it for a day

but just like water

I let it slip away



When morning comes

I harvest my thoughts

they spread like plague

I hear them call