LYRIC
To the sound of retreat
This is bigger than us
A stronger wind is blowing [Verse 2] Blowing from paradise
Into the world to come
Progress is its name
Death nods its head [Chorus] First the dead
Then the living
Call their names
Like a legion [Verse 3] Their steps are retreating
Out of the earth and the sea
Back to the beginning of time
An endless beach [Verse 4] Where a table has been set for one
With salt and water
Lay down the kid
And turn around and leave [Chorus] First the dead
Then the living
Call their names
Like a legion
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