Clapton
The dreams in the doll's house
Start to flicker and fade
Confused in the half light
It's the twilight parade
And all my friends say,
"Get down to the ark
Get there before darkness
Get down to the ark
Or they'll keep us apart"
The phantoms are flying
On skeletal wings
Red Riding Hood's crying
Like a sweet violin
The stadium's full of
These voices that say,
"Get down to the ark
Get there before darkness
Get down to the ark
Or they'll keep us apart"