Standard (EADGBE)

ON a tidal wave I stand

Perhaps of me you've heard

With a storm cloud in my hand

I've come dispensing Word

OF your company I've tired

Your welcome here is worn

It's you who lit this cradle pyre

It is you who woke this storm

It is you who woke this storm

SO I do this with regret

But you've left me little choice

When your mouth is full of threats

When you speak you use my voice

When you speak you use my voice

OH, child, where will you run

When the world's on fire?

Old man, see what you've done,

as the flames grow higher

OH, child, where will you run

When the world's on fire?

Old man, see what you've done,

as the flames grow higher