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The stars

As fireworks burst over the land,
I could've sworn I felt the influence of an unseen hand -
the ghost of someone else's dream,
a forgotten god stopping by to survey the scene.

And the lights were complicated and so we all just
prayed to the spirits above and below
that the water would never reach us in time,
but I had a feeling that we'd never get to 2009...

Didn't want a wave but a wave was coming, yeah,
we didn't want to swim but the cities were sinking
and though we wanted to react we were too busy sleeping through
the ground that was shaking and the bass was thumping.

There's a tidal wave coming so you'd better start learning to swim
and now's as good as any as a time and place to begin...

On TV, they said the storms wouldn't last
but their answers didn't correlate to the questions we'd asked.
They said "A spark that's gone is not a spark to mourn,
you can't resuscitate a person who was never born."

So I climbed to the tallest building in town
to see the rain rushing in, to feel my heart breaking down
and as the blue sheen drew nearer I saw a window to another world,
strange fish I'd never seen, and in that moment I realized:

Didn't want a wave but a wave was coming
we didn't want to swim but the cities were sinking
and though we wanted to react we were too busy sleeping through
the ground that was shaking and the bass was thumping.

There's a tidal wave coming so you'd better start learning to swim
and now's as good as any as a time and place to begin...

I should have known this was coming, yeah,
it could not have been more obvious.
Like the flood that Noah dreamed about
except bigger and more ominous.

I should have known this was unfolding, yeah,
it could not have been more obvious.
Like the flood that Noah dreamed about
except bigger and more ominous.

Every moment lost someone else has won,
every time you breathe there's another gone.
Every passing second is a minute late,
every breath can escalate a hurricane.

And do you think we'd realize just what we'd done -
tore down the canvas that held up the sun?
We ripped down the canvas hung up above,
but what if we were created to gaze at the stars up above?

Didn't want a wave but a wave was coming, yeah,
we didn't want to swim but the cities were sinking
and though we wanted to react we were too busy sleeping through
the ground that was shaking and the bass was thumping.