And we’re running out of real time
And we’re coming in a white boat
Steering course to the Dreamland
A drunken isle on the sea
Tell my why
Tell me why

When our eyes are wounded
When our hearts are unsure
When the Moon is hiding
And a rook is dying
Tell me why
Tell me why

When the guns are shouting
When the cries come to choir
When a dove is flying
When the tide is here
Tell me why
Tell me why

When the end is coming
When the clouds are running
When the sea is biting
When the storm is rising
Tell me why
Tell me why

When the stars are fading
When black is burning
When a leaf is falling
When the tide is here

Tell me why
Tell me why

I hear you all
I see your fall
I see you all
I hear your call
To echo down the ages
To echo down the ages

And we’re running out of real time
And we’re coming in a white boat
Steering course to the Dreamland
A drunken isle on the sea
Tell my why
Tell me why