Текст (слова) песни: Gilmour, David - Out Of The Blue

Out of the blue on the wings of a dove
A messenger comes, with the beating of drums
Its not a message of love

Our childern are born, and we keep them
They must have the right, to live in the light
To be safe from the storm

Out of the blue, with wings on his heels
A messenger comes, bearing regrets
For the time that he steals

But steal it he will, my childrens and mine
Against our desires, against all our needs
Our blood spilled like wine

Over and over we call . . . no one hears
And further and further and further we fall
And though we pray that we soon will awake
It is clear, that its no dream at all
Our lives are at stake

I cannot believe, nor even pretend
That the thunder I hear, will just disappear
And the nightmare will end

So hold back the fire cause this much is true
When alls said and done, the ending will come
From out of the blue
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Love On The Air
Murder
Near The End
No Way
Out Of The Blue
Short And Sweet
So Far Away
Theres No Way Out Of Here
Until We Sleep
You Know Im Right