The Wave

Can't you see her in the distance? The wave's coming with no break My feet in shock for an instant We're going to the place Where the moons are lakes Because there's nothing we can do Nowhere we can go No bird we can shoot So open the bottle and serve some wine for two Leave your body like a feather, fly And don't you cry Leave your body like a cork, float Go with the flow Because there's nothing we can do Nowhere we can go No bird we can shoot So open the bottle and serve some wine for two