Armada Lyrics

The armada of clouds races by

As if to catch the sun

Floating on magnificent blue

Over turquoise seas they run

They take no notice of me

In their hot pursuit of light

For not so far behind them

Is the darkness of the night

Puffed up in all of their beauty

Changing as the seconds fly

Some almost touching the water

And some they touch the sky

They've no need of money

They've no need of food

So unaware of evil

So unaware of good

These are the best of times

The worst of times

Last of times

First of times

I wet my finger to the wind

This time will never come again, the armada

The armada of people rush by

They're always on the run

Driving on magnificent roads

Into the setting sun

They take no notice of me

In their hot pursuit of life

For not so far behind them

Is the darkness of the night

Wrapped up in all of their duty

Racing as the seconds fly

Thinking it goes on forever

They're never gonna die

They run after money

They run after food

So unaware of evil

So unaware of good

These are the best of times

The worst of times

Last of times

First of times

I wet my finger to the wind

This time will never come again, the armada