Yesterday is up for auction Souvenirs are in demand In the rooms where rocking horses Carried us on moonlit strands Thunder crash and flash of lightning Storms of metal raining down Little hands that cradle ashes Little eyelids heavy, head run aground Will the cross and all its stations Lead you where you want to go? You say you want a revelation Well, tell me something I don't know Zero hour times are changing Count the seconds one by one Found a girl whose laughter turned me round To face a brighter sun Was it just hallucination sent the artist off the rails? Searching for communication in the knife when all else failed Zero hour tide is turning Calmer waters from now on Found a girl whose laughter turned me round To face a brighter sun