February Flare

Silverbird is crawling up the waves
A lead-blue tone of water ghosts
It's getting brighter
It's getting brighter
Morning comes across the Rhine
And I could scream for help
But I can't decide which tongue to speak tonight
It's getting lighter
Staring at the sun
When nobody beats the drums
February flare
Take me out of here
Take me to a place
Of warm and tender grace
February flare
Take me out of here
February flare
February flare
Take me out of here
February flare
Take me out of here