Act Iii: Modulate Back To The Tonic Lyrics - Singles - The Sound Of Animals Fighting

(I've been trapped here for one hundred years 

Blood, women and drink have been my only vessels on this vessel 

Isn't there a way out, now? 

Brave friend horizon, bring me back to fourteen) 

There's a million ways out of the city 

I don't know one 

His way was to pursue birds, with food in their mouths 

Suitable for humans, snatching from them. 

Then the birds would follow and snatch it back 

And they would all go chasing each other gaily for miles 

Parting at last with mutual expressions of goodwill 

"Save him, save him", they cried 

Looking with horror at the cruel sea far below 

We're hanging from our ankles 

We're hanging from this spot 

We're hanging from our ankles 

... From this spot 

My hand brings you back up on to dreary land, 

To form our end 

Form... 

(I've been trapped here for one hundred years 

Blood, women and drink have been my only vessels on this vessel 

Isn't there a way out, now? 

Brave friend horizon, bring me back to fourteen) 

Indeed, a million golden arrows were pointing it out to children 

All directed by their friendly sign, who wanted them to destroy their way 

Before leaving them for the night. 

In an unexplored patch as they rose and they spread, 

Black shadows began to dawn on them. 

The roar of the seas took prey, this is quite different now 

And above all, we'd lost the certainty that you would live 

When at last it had been steady again, he found himself alone in the darkness. 

We're hanging from our ankles 

(Is this exactly what you wished for?) 

We're hanging from this spot 

(I am through with it all) 

We're hanging from our ankles 

(Is this exactly what you wished for?) 

I am through with it all 

My hand brings you back up on to dreary land, 

To form our end 

Form... 

We're hanging from our ankles 

(Is this exactly what you wished for?) 

We're hanging from this spot 

(I am through with it all) 

We're hanging from our ankles 

(Is this exactly what you wished for?) 

I am through with it all 

My hand brings you back up on to dreary land, 

To form our end 

Form...