The Turning

Eyes over the city

rise up from your soul

They hang over the streets at night

Brought on by the cold

We live with the numbers

Mining a dream

for the same old song

What hope for the turning

If everything you know is wrong

So come on

shake your rag doll baby

Before you change your mind

Then come on

when the rapture takes me

Be the fallen angel by my side

If you carry the lantern

I'll carry you home

You search for the disappeared

I'll bury the cold

Yours is a messiah

Mine is a dream

and it won't be long

No hope for the journey

If no one ever sees the dawn

So come on

shake your rag doll baby

Before you change your mind

Then come on

when the rapture takes me

Will you be by my side

Then come on

shake your rag doll baby

Before you change your mind

Then come on

when the rapture takes me

Be the fallen angel by my side

So come on

shake your rag doll baby

Before you change your mind

Then come on

when the rapture takes me

Will you be by my side

Hey come on

shake your rag doll baby

Before you change your mind

Then come on

when the rapture takes me

Be the fallen angel by my side