Your words they ebb and flow like waterfalls headed towards the Earth Colors of blue and green dance inbetween the seems of our love Pale moonlight melting on our skin from the skies up a above And I don't know what it really means Our rapture comes at dawn Out rapture cones at dawn Your breath reaching out to me Like morning dew just before a fall fog sets colors red and pink Burning underneath a a rising sun I can feel the heat in between our palms as we try to run And I don't know what all really means Our rapture comes at dawn Our rapture comes at dawn The dead will rise for sea to sea in the end days what will be will be Our rapture comes at dawn Our rapture comes dawn