New Model Army

Prayer Flags

New Model Army


I met a Moko man from the other side 
The room began to capsize as he was telling me his tales 
And all my beliefs and best belongings 
were flying useless through the air 
And when they all were lost - then we were brothers 

By the wheel the tellers stands shaking numbers from his hands 
His face is masked and his coats tails are waring 
He cries 'round and round and round she goes 
Where she lands nobody knows, but hey thank you for asking' 

The prayer flags are flying in the wind 

In the last days of winter, just a few of us remained 
We built a fire of remembrance on the frozen land 
And as the sparks flew up into the night to dance around the stars 
Beneath our very feet the ground was shifting 

The prayer flags are flying in the wind 
The prayer wheels spinning in the wind 

And there she blows - our time is gone 
And in the womb a new head is beginng to turn 
Beyond these Carnival lights there is nothing at all 
Just the distant screams and the endless fall 

A single drop of rain falls on my windscreen 
We're closer to the very edge than we realise 
The bridges all have been washed away or bombed out 
And the water runs fast and black and cold… 

The prayer flags are flying in the wind 
The prayer wheels spinning in the wind