Open up your eyes, 
Everything is crying out this could be your time 
She fell out of the sky, 
Must every star been working on 
Heavenly designs 

A crooked line of lightning, a silent movie moon 
Mother nature's writing to you 

So button up your lip 
You don't get many chances in the time between the tides. 
The weather's rolling in 
In a minute flat you'll be soaking wet 
So kiss her while it's dry 

A crooked line of lightning, a silent movie moon 
Mother nature's writing to you