Dance While The Devil Sleeps - Brandon Boyd

After fire comes the rain

The rain washes away

The blackened soil in the distance

Process starts over again

Near the pyres the women weep

The tears is in the flames

And in the smoke there is a signal

For there sometimes are too…

Take cover, unless you are on the right side of the fire

But who is right?

Where is wrong?

Can this go on?

It’s easier said than done.

Lonely mariner trapped a little dream

Wherein he was the subject of an old salt into the sea.

He buys the winds and tides, neither good, bad, right or wrong

There is a storm ahead in the distance

For the stow away to take cover unless you are

On the right side of the fire

Who is right, and where is wrong

Can this go on?

It is easier said than done.

Oh… said than done

Ohhh… said than done.

Oh, said than done.

Dance while the devil sleeps.

After fire comes the rain,

Look in the smoke for a signal.