Out of the blue
On the wings of a dove
A messenger comes
With the beating of drums
It's not a message of love
Our children are born
And we keep them warm
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 children's 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 it's 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 all's said and done
The ending will come
From out of the blue
