Down in the street they're all singing and shouting
Staying alive though the city is dead.
Hiding their shame behind hollow laughter
While you are crying alone on your bed.
Pity, Cassandra, that no one believed you
But then again you were lost from the start.
Now we must suffer and sell our secrets
Bargain, playing smart, aching in our hearts.

Chours:
Sorry, Cassandra, I misunderstood
Now the last day is dawning.
Some of us wanted but none of us would
Listen to words of warning.
But on the darkest of nights
Nobody knew how to fight
And we were caught in our sleep.
Sorry, Cassandra, I didn't believe
That you really had the power.
I only saw it as dreams you would weave
Until the final hour.

So in the morning your ship will be sailing
Now that your father and sister are gone.
There is no reason for you to linger
You're grieving deeply but still moving on.
You know the future is casting a shadow
No one else sees it but you know your fate.
Packing your bags, being slow and thorough
Knowing, though you're late, that ship is sure to wait

Chours

I watched the ship leaving harbour at sunrise
Sails almost slack in the cool morning rain.
She stood on deck, just a tiny figure
Rigid and restrained, blue eyes filled with pain.

Chours