The flowers are fading   And I've misplaced the key   So I'll swim to Atlantis   And bathe in its breeze         I'm knocking on an open window   But I'm the one that's been pushed out   And if I knock down all the windows   The broken glass's beautiful now         Soil's soaked with the sequins   Fertilizing the stare   Closed eyes-tongue tied   Hold on till I get there         For the light is on and I am shining through a brilliant view   For the light is on and I am shining through a brilliant view      We're still clinching on to what creates a fire   Smothered in a blanket of desire         March over it   March over it cause Babylon's far from a dream   March on March on March on March