It is hard to see from here, top of the ivory tower
The crossroad leads to nowhere, it is the final hour
Every day and every night, Spinning round, around and round
Until someday a brighter light, will Fall upon the ground
Even a dry river flowing to the sea
And a dry river was always the key
Like a dry river, when it comes, the rain
And when it comes, when it comes, when it comes
Then life begin again
Standing on my feet, swimming to the shore
Maybe it will take a bit, as the life before
Even a dry river...
Will the rain ever come?
Has the wind forever gone?
Will the storm strike at all?
Will the tears stop to fall?
Every day and every night, Spinning round, around and round
Until someday a brighter light, will Fall upon the ground
Even a dry river...