Open up your eyes,
Everything is crying out this could be your time
She fell out of the sky,
Must every star been working on
Heavenly designs
A crooked line of lightning, a silent movie moon
Mother natures writing to you
So button up your lip
You dont get many chances in the time between the tides.
The weathers rolling in
In a minute flat youll be soaking wet
So kiss her while its dry
A crooked line of lightning, a silent movie moon
Mother natures writing to you