Open up your eyes, Everything is crying out this could be your time She fell out of the sky, Must every star been working on Heavenly designs A crooked line of lightning, a silent movie moon Mother nature's writing to you So button up your lip You don't get many chances in the time between the tides. The weather's rolling in In a minute flat you'll be soaking wet So kiss her while it's dry A crooked line of lightning, a silent movie moon Mother nature's writing to you