The dreams in the doll's house, Start to flicker and fade, Confused in the half light, It's the twilight parade, And All my friends say: Get down to the ark Get there before darkness, Get down to the ark Or they'll keep us apart The phantoms are flying, On skeletal wings, Red Riding Hood's crying, Like a sweet violin, The stadium's full of These voices that say: Get down to the ark Get there before darkness, Get down to the ark Or they'll keep us apart