The storm is coming across the waters
The day has become night.
Tears have replaced laughter
And the mist interferes with sight

How else could you explain the roaring noise
The flashing coloured lights?
The shadows of ghostly girls and boys
If they all had perfect sight?

No, it has to be an illusion,
A dangerous trick of the light
What are the people using
Who is playing with night?

You’re telling me what I want to hear
You’re playing with my life
You make sure you’re always near
A potentially dangerous fire

I should stop believing you
There can’t be magic here
But I want to believe you too
Despite all my fear.

I’m missing each word as it passes by
Time is on nobody’s side
Keep on catching lie after lie
There is nowhere left to hide