Nic Arp - Brace Yourself

Brace Yourself

Brace Yourself against the wind
Cover your ears against the noise
When the hurricane comes pounding in
Tall buildings fall like Tinker Toys

All these golden cities are washed away like sand
Rusty idols and dusty books, that’s all
A striving after wind

Brace yourself against the quake
Whimper and wail like a frightened dog
When the canyons shudder and the mountains shake
Skyscrapers fall like Lincoln Logs

All these golden temples are brushed away like sand
Rusty idols and dusty books, that’s all
A striving after wind

Brace Yourself against the fire
Cover your skin against the flame
When the fever spreads across the great empire
All our big ideas are just children’s games

All these golden nations become seas of burning sand
Rusty idols and dusty books, that’s all
A striving after wind