Down by the watchtower Here at the edge Built on the rock of a dying continent Here are the barbed wire Time is irrelevant We watch while what goes around comes around again
We have our hands up But can you see us? There's no one else We'll steer ourselves When the wheel is broken
All we are is echos from the spark Echos from the spark Just echos from the first spark All wе are is echos from the spark Falling through thе dark Just echos from the first spark
Hope is a memory Hope is a cage Hope is in pieces underneath the wars we wage We are the island We are the sea We are the roots pulled up from under the family tree
We have our hands up But can you see us? There's no one else We'll steer ourselves When the wheel is broken
All we are is echos from the spark Echos from the spark Just echos from the first spark All we are is echos from the spark Falling through the dark Just echos from the first spark
We are the island We are the sea
Hope is a memory Hope is a cage Hope is in pieces underneath the wars we wage
Compositores: Edward Henry Harcourt Smith (Harcourt Smith Edward Henry Richard), Laura Helena Jansen (Laura Jansen) ECAD: Obra #28900996