IQ - Zero Hour       Yesterday is up for auction    Souvenirs are in demand    In the rooms where rocking horses    Carried us on moonlit strands    Thunder crash and flash of lightning    Storms of metal raining down    Little hands that cradle ashes    Little eyelids heavy, head run aground       Will the cross and all its stations    Lead you where you want to go?    You say you want a revelation    Well, tell me something I don't know       Zero hour times are changing    Count the seconds one by one    Found a girl whose laughter turned me round    To face a brighter sun       Was it just hallucination    sent the artist off the rails?    Searching for communication    in the knife when all else failed       Zero hour tide is turning    Calmer waters from now on    Found a girl whose laughter turned me round    To face a brighter sun