It's Coming It's Real

In the place where you lay, in the shimmer above In the rust and the oil with your mouth full of mud You run like a child through curtains of rain In a room made of stone your future was made There's nowhere to run to, you forget where you've been Your shadow is shrinking in the tightening lens How many more years? How much time is there left? All the rivers reversed while you counted each step In the veins of the tree, in the strata beneath In the polished chrome sheen, in the rebar and conrete Reach up for the hand of the glowing half-man Stand still on the edge of the greased precipice Reach out in a tunnel of steel Fall through, it's coming, it's real Breathe in the glittering dust Exhale, mindless Rage on, helpless, reach out, sightless Kneel down, fearless, rise up, righteous Save us, formless, reach out, mindless Save us, lightless, leave us, soundless Rise up, righteous, save us, formless Reach out, mindless, save us, lightless Rage on, fearless, leave us, soundless Leave us, soundless, save us, lightless Reach out, mindless, save us, formless Rise up, righteous, kneel down, fearless Reach out, sightless, rage on, soundless --- It's Coming It's Real - Swans