The Tempest - Stick Men, Tony Levin, Pat Mastelotto

Took a walk up on Riverside

By the Fireman’s Stone

Where a wall of candles said

They would not spend this night alone

Meanwhile under the city

Where the tunnels run hot

Exchanging glances shared tonight

What before we could not

Ah… connected now

Joined at the hip

Much deeper and steeper

Than your ipso facto citizenship

Ah… connected now

Fused by the fire

We used to look up to our leaders

But now we‘re looking higher

It travels deep like the rivers

When they‘ve grown into a flood

When we feel the rhythm of the ages

Hear it singing in our blood

It flows as murky as our history

It sits as ancient as the stones

We sense it pulling us together

Something tribal in our bones

Sooner or later

We know the tempest will come

Laying waste all that‘s before it

Taking lives but sparing some

And in the cold night that follows

As we huddle by the flame

Something new has come upon us

But something ancient still remains

Ah… connected now

What was there beneath the things we lost

Was hiding under the surface until

The day we were the tempest-tossed