(Tim Finn) One PM on the seventh day And my back was racked with pain As we sat down once again The wind built up with a restless sound And my mind went round and round And the sweat ran down my face and shoulders Everything will rise then will pass away When you hold me in your sway Everything will fall then will rise again When you hold me in your sway Rolling with the pleasure Reeling with the pain Is the monkey in my brain But I have to start again In a half lit room A warrior's gloom We are only flesh and blood And the truth is right in front of us Everything will rise then will pass away When you hold me in your sway Everything will change Nothing stays the same When you hold me in your sway And it seemed that much more real And it's something that I can't see But it seems that much more real to me Everything will fall Then will rise again When you hold me in your sway Everything will rise then will pass away When you hold me in your sway