Jon Wiltshire - Sailors Lyrics

Do sailors dream of dry land?
Villagers of islands
Parents dream of sandy beaches
And children for their iPads
Everyone is dreaming, no one understands

The Queen dreams in her tower
The King's tucked up in bed
Staff prepare the flowers
Because he's nearly dead
She thinks she keeps us happy
She thinks she keeps us fed

Whilst another tower's burning
The planet keeps on turning
Empty frames at empty tables
Feeding off of cables
Watch the tower burning
But who watches the watchman?

A boy becomes a man
We all must understand
The lines across our hands
And the rhythm of the band

I'm complex tonight
I'm Peter Pan in Never Never Land
I'm flying off with Wendy's hand
Lock the window when we leave
And throw away the key
We'll make our lives in make believe

The sound we hear is in the East
And the light it bears it casts a shadow
A war is nearly here
You can smell it in the air

Don't forget tomorrow
And the hope it brings
Don't forget whose fingers pointed out the facts
Don't forget the signatures of every living soul
The sun it also rises, it rises in the East
Destruction also brings relief

A man reveals himself
What else?