Simoon Lyrics

drifting in 
carried on dry winds 
from across the nile
the sirens in exile
driven to tell

on a cloud 
your face out of the crowd
a blinding sun 
purging everyone

beautiful word 
musical and sweet
now all you can do is play the punishing beat
how harsh and shrill 
the word has become
twisted and bent
a hornets nest stirred up by the beating stick

simoon simoon increasing speed sucking in dry land
simoon simoon you breath in suffocation
relentless simoon blow and whistle this tune
pouring in
filling
where once was space
where once was light
where once was a face
driven to tell