Rising, falling, so enthralling
surging, racing all embracing

Polar spacing, perfect phasing
Equal action, balanced fraction

Moving to the left, moving to the right
Never any change in the day or night
Just a little love, just a little strange
Always been the same it will never change,

Oh so small, and still so great
More than any man could imitate,
Magnify it up, find it in the book
All you had to do was take a look

Spinning, bending, still ascending
Revelation, exultation
Relics Of The Tempest

A stranger sight was never seen
Not a soul is heard - no voices, not a face is seen

All the ships have sailed, the flights are gone
There’s a house with the windows open..and the TV's on

They said they knew what's coming
The experts all agreed
It will come on one fine morning - it's guaranteed

There’s an empty store, and a vacant shop
And a baseball lies in stillness - in the parking lot

Newspaper blows, down a dusty street
And a billboard shows me a picture - something good to eat

They said they knew the reason
The experts all agreed
Life will manifest due season - it's been decreed

The lights are dim and the sky is pale
When the day is done are there any left who can tell the tale

On a crimson sea, and a roaring wave
Their hearts would fail them now if they looked into the grave