Nevada

The night is falling Distance is calling The air is cooling, the wind is mild Those wasteland heroes Have crumbled to zeroes And yet they’ll come up with a smile But the sound of the ocean Has filled my lonely soul up with true devotion Even though their flight is Poetry In Motion Still their rise is the onslaught of Death Taking my time till the sands of time have blown away Watching the tides and the years roll by Telling my tale till the lights are down and Night is Day Up in Nevada it will lie The day is fading Nighttime is breaking The stars are wandering, and Time stands still Like an old man bleeding The waves are receding The earth is crumbling against the chill But the sound of the ocean Has filled my lonely soul up with true devotion Even though their flight is Poetry In Motion Still their rise is the onslaught of Death Taking my time till the sands of time have blown away Watching the tides and the years roll by Telling my tale till the lights are down and Night is Day Up in Nevada it will lie