Down To The Ark
The dreams in the doll's house,
Start to flicker and fade,
Confused in the half light,
It's the twilight parade,
And All my friends say:
Get down to the ark
Get there before darkness,
Get down to the ark
Or they'll keep us apart
The phantoms are flying,
On skeletal wings,
Red Riding Hood's crying,
Like a sweet violin,
The stadium's full of
These voices that say:
Get down to the ark
Get there before darkness,
Get down to the ark
Or they'll keep us apart
Autor(es): Richard Clapton
