Almost There — The Police

As their wings go dark - up against the sun and their shadows pass - over everyone and time unfolds - to a beating drum

I throw my clothes on a burning chair I paint my eyes with the cold night air the dreamer shouts - to an empty room

and the sun will shine and the rain will pour we radiate for evermore and the world will turn

falling rain in the end there's a silence

and the TV set doesn't show the fall the light is fast the world is small and in the end there's a silence

and the sun will shine and the rain will pour we radiate for evermore and the world will turn