Past the Northern Lights and flying on through polar nights The pressure's growing overhead In a month of sundays you won't find a sunbeam Clocks and clouds say rainy times ahead
From the Northern shores and down the starlit corridors The clouds are gathering again I can feel the weather-clocks humming in their cases Soon we'll have to shelter from the rain
Grey skies magnetised my how time flies Seeing stars ionised my how time slips away…
Now then sun, what's your problem? rise and shine There are butterflies to chase and shadows to define On a day like this there's no point in starting late You've got atmospheres to warm equators to equate Come on then hurry up you're obviously bright enough To know that you're only wasting time