Now the talking's over

plans are laid and the hour is set

glances round the table

eyes all shining,dark and bright

we meet again at daybreak

for the day that will be ours

we're tomorrow's history

so just check your weapons,say your prayers.



Now the evening's over

voices muffled in the cold night mist

we leave the house together

home to rest up in the last few hours

heads against the pillows

with eyes that will not close

of all the dreams that we've ever had -

this is the one

oh,this is the one.



Now the night is over

dawn cracks under like a breaking shell

now the waiting's over

as we walk in silence through the empty streets.



We meet beneath the tower

greetings empty liXke the taste inside

turn towards the valley

and the day that has waited all our lives

even in this age of concrete

even in this age of reason

there comes a time when you put your life

into the hands of the Gods...



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