New Bombay

Oh the tide's run over the brow But we've been sleeping in
Oh the ocean's wider and deeper Than we've been seeing
No sound no down no light
Oh the tide's run over the eyes Up to the sky

Let the rain pouring in
Through window sills serenade charades of shadow boxers
Hailing blows upon each other's naked frames
Let the storm sailing over the windscreen of the infamous Enola Gay
Carry us away to New Bombay

Oh the tide is shy to the shoreline
As we've been dreaming
Oh the ocean is kind if we are kind when she is bleeding
No give no ground no mind
Oh the tide is pitch black at night save the breakers catching sprites

Let the rain come in waves
In shining cyclones crash against the gates
Let tornadoes shake the sacred fence breathe hell upon the hate
Let the storm boiling over the state line
Come to find us in a better way set the light of day on New Bombay

Let the rain pouring in
Through window sills serenade charades
Of shadow boxers hailing blows upon each other's naked frames
Let the storm sailing over the windscreen of the infamous Enola Gay
Carry us away to New Bombay