On the edge of the bay

A day just like the next

They gather their nets

And face their boats around

Over the rooftops

Hear the hum of wings

In seventeen seconds

The world explodes



And it buries the night a brave new sunrise

With a sweep of the sword, a blood red sunrise



You'll never see the faces

Of the fishermen

But you may see their shadows

Burned against the wall

And in the temple grounds

New bamboo grows again

As if the heat of the flame

Had left no trace at all



And there's a light in the eastern sky ... sunrise

And there's no place a man can hide, the sunrise

Well, it buries the night, a brave new sunrise

With a sweep of the sword, a blood red sunrise



But in the cool of the evening

When the children sleep

The old mountain remembers

And hangs his head in clouds



And there's a light in the eastern sky, yeah, ... sunrise

And there's no place a man can hide, the sunrise

Well, it buries the night, a brave new sunrise

With a sweep of the sword, a blood red ... sunrise





Submitted by Michael Hack