Here Comes The Flood.

Here Comes The Flood - Peter Gabriel & Robert Fripp

1979.

Peter Gabriel - Here Comes the Flood

1980.

Un pequeño homenaje a mi adolescencia.

Here Comes The Flood

When the night shows

the signals grow on radios

All the strange things

they come and go, as early warnings

Stranded starfish have no place to hide

still waiting for the swollen Easter tide

There's no point in direction we cannot

even choose a side.

I took the old track

the hollow shoulder, across the waters

On the tall cliffs

they were getting older, sons and daughters

The jaded underworld was riding high

Waves of steel hurled metal at the sky

and as the nail sunk in the cloud, the rain

was warm and soaked the crowd.

Lord, here comes the flood

We'll say goodbye to flesh and blood

If again the seas are silent

in any still alive

It'll be those who gave their island to survive

Drink up, dreamers, you're running dry.

When the flood calls

You have no home, you have no walls

In the thunder crash

You're a thousand minds, within a flash

Don't be afraid to cry at what you see

The actors gone, there's only you and me

And if we break before the dawn, they'll

use up what we used to be.

Lord, here comes the flood

We'll say goodbye to flesh and blood

If again the seas are silent

in any still alive

It'll be those who gave their island to survive

Drink up, dreamers, you're running dry.