Fly From Here - Pt Iii - Madman At The Screens by Yes
Take a table in the evening
By the waterside
Lonely eyes watch as the moon shines
Down a silver tine
Luring out of this position
Are things what they seem?
It's been spreading out from one decision
Into this bad dream
Out on the shoreline someone is waiting
The wind was falling is rising again
I hear the voices, I hear them calling
Every song was singing in the rain
Sailor, sailor, beware
There are storm clouds, you must take care
Easy, bring her around
All the nights will run you aground
I know
In the ceiling over our heads
Fans and moving air
Spinning out the hours of darkness
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