The sun went down and the ground started sort of grinding A blinding light tore across the sky A cyclone swept the landscape out And left it completely flattened out And several twirls of smoke unfolded like gigantic flowers The way the morning broke was quite unusual I should have wakened up at once, But this was no concern of mine, So I kept on dreaming My eyes roamed over the burning ruins In less time than it takes to tell And I felt like And I felt like being numbed, I felt like mesmerized The way the morning broke was quite unusual More than words can say In less time than it takes to tell