oh! oh! summer birds are flown
and the fields are burning
hear them heed the call
of our season's ending
oh no, no, no, Atlantis, oh no, no
oh! oh!
summer rains don't fall
where the lamb are kneeling
the places where they crossed
unrecognizable or gone
no no, no, no
and we did not stop
and we did not stop
until the sea
until the sea
gathered in it's fold
all the edges of our world
oh no, no, no, Atlantis
oh no, no, no, Atlantis
oh, no no no