Dance While The Devil Sleeps (Boyd Brandon)

After fire comes the rain The rain washes away The blackened soil in the distance Process starts over again Near the pyres the women weep The tear sits in the flames. And in the smoke there's a signal For their sons and daughters too. Take cover, unless you are On the right side of the fire But who is right? And where is wrong? This climb is easier said than done. A lonely mariner Dreamt a little dream Where in he was the subject Of the boats and haunted sea He buys the winds and tides Neither good, bad or right or wrong There's a storm ahead in the distance, Tell the stow away he's to Take cover, unless you are On the right side of the fire But who is right? And where is wrong? This climb is easier said than done Said than done, Said than done, Said than done. Dance while the devil sleeps After fire comes the rain Look in the smoke for a signal