I met a Moko man from the other side   The room began to capsize as he was telling me his tales   And all my beliefs and best belongings   were flying useless through the air   And when they all were lost - then we were brothers      By the wheel the tellers stands shaking numbers from his hands   His face is masked and his coats tails are waring   He cries 'round and round and round she goes   Where she lands nobody knows, but hey thank you for asking'      The prayer flags are flying in the wind      In the last days of winter, just a few of us remained   We built a fire of remembrance on the frozen land   And as the sparks flew up into the night to dance around the stars   Beneath our very feet the ground was shifting      The prayer flags are flying in the wind   The prayer wheels spinning in the wind      And there she blows – our time is gone   And in the womb a new head is beginng to turn   Beyond these Carnival lights there is nothing at all   Just the distant screams and the endless fall      A single drop of rain falls on my windscreen   We're closer to the very edge than we realise   The bridges all have been washed away or bombed out   And the water runs fast and black and cold…      The prayer flags are flying in the wind   The prayer wheels spinning in the wind