Let me show you a face-in disguise

Uncover

A colour that's faded

Swept aside by the tide.



Scene after scene, later;

There's a grey dust that's in our eyes

A misty cover;

That hides on the turning tide.



Wooh..

The soul of a proud man drowns



Sad insinuation

Using words that are unwise

How they waver in your eyes

Wheels within wheels are turning

By now you know



Wooh..

The soul of a proud man drowns

For so long a proud man



As we face the fierce wind

And the turning tide.